Lucy Utah Christine Kansas Young

My name is Lucy Utah Christine Kansas Young. Despite my attempts, persuation, and my initials, I am unlucky. I always fail at everything, I have bruises and scars from numerous accounts. I am have depression, border-line ADHD and Dyslexia. I am a mess. Literally, a mess. My room's a mess. I can't clean it up. I'm just a boring person who has a ton of problems. I was housed in a mental institute for three  years, then I was released because I was the most independent, society-like, however you want to put it. I was the less of the liabilities. But I had nothing to do with Luck. Why did my parents name me Lucky if I was doomed to not have Luck? Maybe they jinxed my luck by naming me lucky. By the way, I've never gone by Lucky. I go by Young usually, but even now that's fading. I'm not young anymore. I have wrinkly skin, gray hairs, stunted growth. I'm only fifteen, and I already have that. My heart's also bad. I have a big lung problem. See what I mean by the OPOSITE of my name? It's sad, I know, but it's more true than the nails on your fingers. Now do you wish your initials are LUCKY? I wish mine were, but not actually Lucky. I mean, I wish I was lucky, but didn't have those initials.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good opening introduction. I like using the initials to give the character purpose and reason. I like the way she twisted the letters to create emotion. A excellent introduction. I look forward to see where you taking this story.
Coyote