LIFE SUCKS

I am a klutz

My life sucks. I lost a very special present. I was cleaning my room and I put my necklace on one table. Then I put some gloves on the other. I came back ( the two tables are only two feet away from each other )
and my locket heart is gone. Only the chain that holds it is there. I am desperate to get some sleep. But the nonstop mexican party is going on. They party every week.

I am a total klutz. My toes are aching with pain. They hurt because I always accidentally stub them. I turn to god. " Please god, help me, you know how Dad got his surgery? He is grumpier than ever. He told us to shovel snow. I am tired. Kill me now in happiness for final rest or let me slowly die in pain and sorrow." But, as normal, I live. No, thats not a good thing. I don't know what I did wrong. I don't know if I am not loved by god, or if it is fate. But one thing I do know is I need help.