The Curse

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And I was in that basket at the end of the bed. So small and left alone by my horrible excuse for a mother. Can't believe she wouldn't want me. Any parent would be proud to have me as their daughter. I'm smart, responsible, beautiful, talented need I say more? I am Marianna Antoinette Marcella Duvall and I should not have been left in a filthy basket at the edge of a bed.

I have pent up anger, my bad, but you would too if you were in my predicament. Let me explain.

*cue sad violin music here*

There I sat in the basket, inhaling dust particles into my golden lungs, at the edge of a bed where my dead "aunt" lied. DEAD bodies... ew.

Anyways my mom and the other two "aunts" asked for my grandfather to grant them a wish which became a curse because they didn't follow the rules. Blah bah blah. My horrible mother then became ugly because well, she was ugly on the inside so she deserved a face to match. Then she got all mad that I was indeed more beautiful then she so she went all cray and tried to kill Evangeline. Then because all of us the babies were like freaking cursed, I prefer to call it magically gifted, my mother died instantly after attempting to kill a helpless baby. And because she died all of our moms died too. I hear it was pretty awesome to watch, she tried hitting Evangeline over the head with some stone thing and BOOM Evangeline put out this bright light and it threw mommy dearest across the room, little chick had boss moves in diapers. The end! And that is why you should never be ugly. Just be pretty and everything will be fine.

I wish that was all to the story and that having beauty could make life so simple but there is more.