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Unlucky Guy
"What the hell was that?"
I looked behind me and saw a smashed flower pot. I had a cold sweat as I slowly looked up at the balcony where it came from.
...
Recently, my luck has been very bad, to the point where I imagine metaphorical mischievous demons clinging on to my shoulder everytime I go outside. I think my luck just went from A+ to F-, is that even possible?!
I look left and BANG! A car crash.
I look right and WHAM! I get accidentally hit by a basketball in the face. Who the heck would even play basketball beside the streets eh?
Ah, wait, I should probably check up on the car crashed guy.
Nevermind, the car is on fire now.
Anyway, I walk three steps and I get three disasters. Lady Luck isn't on my side today.
I'm currently going to a nearby bakeshop to buy a flower bread because a friend of mine begged me to do so. What's a flower bread? Shouldn't it be a flower bed? I just hope that I won't get involved in a world-shaking accident when I get there.
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*Ting*
"Ah! Hello James! What kind of delicacy would you like to purchase today? " The old lady behind a shelf asked.
" A flower bread, please." I replied, lowering my voice just in case it was actually 'flower bed' instead of flower bread.
"A flower bread? That's rare, but you got it! " The old lady smiled. She went ahead to carefully grab the only piece of bread left in one of the shelves, "Here you go! That's free!" she said as she handed the flower bread to me.
" Wow, that looks more like a three-leaf clover than a flower though. " I said as I examined the small piece of bread.
" Eat it, young man!" said the old lady, "I can sense a lot of unluckiness in you."
"Uh.. This is for my friend and this is the only one left, right? I don't really want to eat it. " I said as I politely refused.
" Don't worry, I have the bread that your friend is looking for. Eat that flower bread and your luck will come back, okay? " The old lady said as she went to another shelf and grabbed a couple plain pieces of bread.
"Uh.. okay."
I reluctantly ate the flower bread. A refreshing feeling suddenly washed over me and I couldn't help inwardly thinking that the flower bread was really good.
The old lady handed me the wrapped pieces of bread for my friend and smiled, "You are really lucky to have misheard flour bread as flower bread, James. You're still a lucky man. "
I was speechless for a moment before I said, " Flour bread as in basic bread? My friend is really weird for craving a flavorless bread."
...
As I walked back home, a thief suddenly appeared out of nowhere and snatched my bag of bread. I was surprised for a moment and thought to myself, "What kind of crazy person would steal plain bread instead of money? "
I stepped forward and was about to start the chase when a flower pot from a balcony smashed onto the thief's head and knocked him unconscious. I took back the stolen bread and checked to see if the thief was still alive.
"Phew, he hasn't kicked the bucket yet! Glad to know my luck is back on! "
© YesIAm
I looked behind me and saw a smashed flower pot. I had a cold sweat as I slowly looked up at the balcony where it came from.
...
Recently, my luck has been very bad, to the point where I imagine metaphorical mischievous demons clinging on to my shoulder everytime I go outside. I think my luck just went from A+ to F-, is that even possible?!
I look left and BANG! A car crash.
I look right and WHAM! I get accidentally hit by a basketball in the face. Who the heck would even play basketball beside the streets eh?
Ah, wait, I should probably check up on the car crashed guy.
Nevermind, the car is on fire now.
Anyway, I walk three steps and I get three disasters. Lady Luck isn't on my side today.
I'm currently going to a nearby bakeshop to buy a flower bread because a friend of mine begged me to do so. What's a flower bread? Shouldn't it be a flower bed? I just hope that I won't get involved in a world-shaking accident when I get there.
...
*Ting*
"Ah! Hello James! What kind of delicacy would you like to purchase today? " The old lady behind a shelf asked.
" A flower bread, please." I replied, lowering my voice just in case it was actually 'flower bed' instead of flower bread.
"A flower bread? That's rare, but you got it! " The old lady smiled. She went ahead to carefully grab the only piece of bread left in one of the shelves, "Here you go! That's free!" she said as she handed the flower bread to me.
" Wow, that looks more like a three-leaf clover than a flower though. " I said as I examined the small piece of bread.
" Eat it, young man!" said the old lady, "I can sense a lot of unluckiness in you."
"Uh.. This is for my friend and this is the only one left, right? I don't really want to eat it. " I said as I politely refused.
" Don't worry, I have the bread that your friend is looking for. Eat that flower bread and your luck will come back, okay? " The old lady said as she went to another shelf and grabbed a couple plain pieces of bread.
"Uh.. okay."
I reluctantly ate the flower bread. A refreshing feeling suddenly washed over me and I couldn't help inwardly thinking that the flower bread was really good.
The old lady handed me the wrapped pieces of bread for my friend and smiled, "You are really lucky to have misheard flour bread as flower bread, James. You're still a lucky man. "
I was speechless for a moment before I said, " Flour bread as in basic bread? My friend is really weird for craving a flavorless bread."
...
As I walked back home, a thief suddenly appeared out of nowhere and snatched my bag of bread. I was surprised for a moment and thought to myself, "What kind of crazy person would steal plain bread instead of money? "
I stepped forward and was about to start the chase when a flower pot from a balcony smashed onto the thief's head and knocked him unconscious. I took back the stolen bread and checked to see if the thief was still alive.
"Phew, he hasn't kicked the bucket yet! Glad to know my luck is back on! "
© YesIAm
