It all started before a basketball game.  Wonder Woman and I were late for the game.   Wonder Woman was driving my car, The Vibe.  She sped around, forgetting about the trailer behind us that was being used by the men re-siding our garage.  We almost cleared, but she smacked the right front corner into the trailer.  Strike number one.
A few weeks later, there was a big thunderstorm.  Now there is an evergreen tree right next to my parking spot in the driveway.  This tree is three to four stories tall, and last year a quite sizable branch at the top broke, but didn't break enough to fall off the tree.  So towards the end of school we had a huge thunderstorm.  (I loved it I was watching out my window of course)  As I was watching I looked over, and saw the lose branch of the tree plumet from the top and bounce right off the top of my Vibe.  And I thought, well that probably wasn't very good for my car.  The next day I went out on my way to school, and it turned out that I had a couple dents in the roof, my back windshield wiper broke off, and there was a hole in my bumper.  I was not please. 
Now while I was in Pittsburgh my dad got all this fixed, and I was so happy, when I came home I had a car that worked exactly how it was supposed to.  Two days ago I told my dad I was really bored, so he suggested I clean out the inside of my car.  I said okay,(that's how bored I was) and when I was done cleaning I though i saw soemthing on the outside.  It was a scratch.  And it's not the only one.  Apparently there's a dent too.  I'm convinced my car was a horrible person in a past life.  My car has horrible karma.