i was in the 7th grade.
it was a friday and some of the kids were going on a hiking trip in the local mountains. they had their back packs packed, and where raring to go. i on the other hand was headed to my carpool to go home. when i ran into mike (on accident). he said something to me, and since i was a hot headed ADD kid i replied, "you are a pathetic piece of shit, you fucking fucker. go die."
anyways that turned into a tragic weekend. one of the kids (mike morales, to be specific) tripped and fell off a cliff and died.
i have thought from that moment on that i was cursed. since that time, there have been several people in my life who have died in freaky accidents. people who, most notably, have either hurt me or crossed my path in a negative way.
i have not been involved physically in any of these deaths, nor have i been anywhere in the vacinity.