User blog:AustinDR/Shattered Innocence

Normally one would try to avoid having bad luck any way possible. With Lincoln, however, he fully embraced it. Ever since Lynn lost that baseball game, she prohibited him from attending any of her sports-related events, fearing that he might jinx them. Truth be told, Lincoln would rather have the house to himself than go to one of his sisters' stupid presentations. So, when Lynn began to spread the rumor that Lincoln was cursed, he took advantage of it. While his family was away, Lincoln had full range of the house. He freely read his comic books in his underwear, among other things. Sure, it was dirty of him to lie to his family, but he'll they'll forget about it once he sets the record straight with them. Unfortunately for Lincoln not only was he being excluded from his sisters' personal events, but he was also left out of attending events he truly wanted to engage in. Soon, his parents fell victim to his lie, and they kicked him out of his own home. Despite his insistence that he wasn't bad luck, Lynn continually pointed out that when he went to her game she lost, thus solidifying their superstitions. Not once was Lincoln allowed back in the house, not even to use the restroom. Slowly, the day turned to night, and the Loud family was preparing for bed. Before excusing themselves to their bedroom, Rita and Lynn Sr. approached the door, and gave Lincoln a blanket and pillow.

Lincoln: Please, let me back in. I swear that I'm not bad luck.

Lynn Sr.: Sorry, sport, but better safe than sorry.

Rita: Besides, your father and I are taking the girls to the beach tomorrow. We wouldn't want anything bad to happen to any of them, right.

Lincoln: I guess not.....

Lynn Sr.: Right. They could either get eaten by sharks, or maybe they could get sunburns, or....

(Rita punches him in the arm to get him to stop talking.)

Lynn Sr.: Sorry, son.

(Rita pets Lincoln's head)

Rita: Don't worry, sweetie. We'll check up on you in the morning.

With that, Lincoln was left alone in the darkness. He tried to situate himself onto the porch, but it proved to be bumpy in comparison to his bed. Despite this, Lincoln found himself slowly drifting off to sleep with the sound of crickets chirping. Morning slowly came upon the horizon, and his parents wake at around 6. After getting themselves fully dressed, the two descended down the stairs, and entered into the kitchen. Rita grabs a box of cereal from one of the cabinets, and pours the cereal into a bowl. She then walks towards the refrigerator, takes out a jug of milk, and pours the contents of the jug into the bowl.

WORK IN PROGRESS