YOU MUST CHOOSE ONE!!
Freakish disaster... I've questioned the possibility that God's had crosshairs on me since childhood. lol
Whether it's freak accidents (being hit by a church van at age 6--yeah, 6) or narrowly surviving an unusually high amount of close calls and extreme natural disasters (lightning, tornadoes, simultaneous waterspouts, hurricanes and flooding up to the second story light-switches) at the very least, nature seems to recognize me as a completely freak and greatly desires to neutralize my disturbance of the force.
So yeah, I'm going with freakish disaster.
I am a freak. Unusual. Innovative. Growing up on an impoverished farm, I learned to create ideas in my mind. At age 8, I made the first 'Halloween dummy display' in my area. It was a woman hanging a man on a noose. The local newspaper came out and took a picture and put it on the front page. The local high school football team and the cheerleaders adopted the idea of hanging the rival teams in dummy form for a pep rally. Then I tried to build a jet engine out of scrap parts. I gave up on that because I was afraid I would blow myself up. Then there was the radio transmitting tower -------
You're not just given a nickname like "Hurricane." You have to earn it.
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