As a little girl, I was a generally cheerful girl despite that the unique points of my history.
My mom had been an artist for more than 15 years. Dad had been a fireman since forever.
"Can you not just quit your job? Look for another one! What difference does it make? You know if anything happens to you! We will all be in loss!"
But Dad always answered "You see, being a fireman is a job that requires courage. And quitting is such a cowardly act. And it's just not for me, you don't understand, Molly."
And this stubbornness killed my Dad, also made us shed buckets of tears. When I was small, I didn't understand why my dad had to go and so I threw tantrums every time I saw his picture which I had unreasonably stuck on my baby-pink bedroom wall.
As for me, I didn't know if it was just a coincidence or if my mother had some special psychic power to tell the future, I was born two days after the movie Maleficent did. I had no idea why but she totally fell in love with this irrelevant story and very necessarily named me Maleficent. Please mom, I don't deserve this. And that was how my life started smelling and looking like a rotten tomato.
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