Signs that you are cursed

Last week I decided to wash our kitchen trash can. I put some soapy water in it and set it outside during the day to let the grime loosen up. i got a little lazy and left it out there for a day or two, and when i finally got my act together, i went outside and there was a dead bird floating in it. The bird looked really big bc it was all puffy and its feathers were splayed out. so, the trashcan sat outside for a few more days until mom came and disposed of the bird.

tonight guddu and i went for a 5 mile run. we did good. he did not get a fever afterwards this time. we walked around the block afterwards. remember how earlier this summer a man was murdered on my street? well, we were passing by that house and had the following freaky conversation:
me: hey, this is where the stabbing happened, right?
Guddu: no, it happened in the other block.
Me: no... i'm pretty sure it was right here. the man died on that retaining wall there and the boy lived in the house over there.
Guddu: let's not talk about this right now (pace quickening)
Me: why? are their people around who--
Guddu: we'll talk about it later, OK??? (now he starts looking freaked out)
Me: oh, bhoot! (bhoot is hindi for ghost)
Guddu: yes... (then he started chanting some mantra and holding my hand and walking at a fast pace)
Me: (turning backwards to look to see if i saw a ghost) hey, now i feel scared--
Guddu: Don't look back!

so, we made it back home ok. but i am not going over by that house alone at night anymore.