1 The beginning.

My name is HurieMoor. I was told that all of the people in my family died at age 11. I was 10. One more year. I was scared and my step-father made that the best year if my life because he knew the streak. However, my step-mother did not and always ruined my fun. I tried my best to get her trust and hope but it was useless. She did not care for my and I once tried to kill her but she was too.....quick. That night I wanted to kill her. I asked my father and he would do anything to make me happy. I don't know what made him accept, but he did. That night I went into her room and killed her. I was happy. I did not have much else to do so I went to the park to make new friends. I then went and visited my best friend, who knew about the streak, and I invited her to a party one week before my death day. I did not know how I was going to die, but I wanted no pain. I went a got dressed in my prettiest dress because I was going out to dinner with my bff and my step-dad. I was happy but at risk to dying early, but there still was a full year so I had time. I always wanted a good life and I had one, until I found out I was dying at age 11. I knew. One day after my birthday, I would die. I was very scared. But, I knew, I had time. I wanted to have a good life, so I went to the ice cream shop every other day, in the evening. I could've been spoiled out of my home, but I was very grateful. I wanted to spend one day, visiting friends, and doing one thing I love with each of them.