A story I wrote for class, based on the Finnish legend of Kullerwoinen.
Kalen was cursed. He was cursed since birth. He was cursed in everything he did. Or at least that the way he would tell it. In reality, Kalen was a blue-collar worker living in New York. 25-years-old, barely having finished high school and still living with his parents, you could say he was a bit of a late-bloomer. Or he could just be “slow.” In any case, he was plagued with incredibly bad luck. Ever since he was a baby he could never seem to do anything right. He was born prematurely, a breech birth, and almost died in the action. His mother was young. Too young to have a baby, and too righteous to have an abortion (or so her parents said), and thus the baby was given up for adoption.

Reflections
November 6th, 2008After watching the election coverage until 3:00am, I woke up this morning at 6:50am and left for school. The first song playing on the radio was Imagine by John Lennon. It was surreal. Last night wasn’t a dream.
I voted for Obama. I voted for him because he embodied the spirit and ideals that I wish more people in this country had.
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