Out of Luck

I guess some would say that I have had my fair share of good luck in my life so far. I have avoided death twice, won a million dollar radio contest and was put into multiple classes with the most popular and hottest guy in school for my senior year. Could my life get any better than that? The answer is a dead straight no. My life only went downhill from there. Everywhere I go bad luck seems to follow, along with a bunch of bullies and haters. People everywhere would stare and glare at me, saying things no one wants to hear in their life. "There's that Virgo chick," They'd say, pointing. "I hear she avoided death twice!" But I knew they weren't surprised in a good way. "She should have just died, don't you think?" I have heard it all too often. I am beginning to think that everyone only has a certain amount of good luck in their lives, and mine has run out way too soon.