Trouble is my middle name? It might just as well be my last name, because I’m apparently not the only one in my family who has a penchant for causing it.
My little bro has managed to do the only seriously bad thing I didn’t already do before him: he has managed to get sued. Sued as in, the police and law firms and criminal record kind of sued. I can’t write much about it because we’re still in the middle of the entire thing, but it’s kind of bad.
I was partly aware of what he was doing behind our parents’ backs, but hey! I mind my own business, and I certainly hadn’t expected him to get up to his neck in shit like this. Apparently I severely underestimated his naivety… Alas, he isn’t 18 yet and he was kind of framed by his “mates”, so it might just turn out okay. And otherwise… hard life, hard lessons, right?
I keep wondering how it is that I and my family members always manage to attract unlikely (and mostly bad) events like this. Is it like that in every family, and do I just not know this? The ability to attract Doom might just be a hereditary trait of my family…