I was born under that bad sign like Albert said before im cursed i just watch mirrors breaking on the floor. Seeing umbrellas opening up inside of houses and horse shoes flipping upside down when i come around. i try not to but i stepped on the crack that broke my mothers poor ole back. Then i get so angry when that black cat crosses my path that i end up walking under a ladder lighting a cigarette with a white lighter closing a already opened pocket knife that someone else opened. Just to watch people grinning in my face my brother and my sisters too father and mother too