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Why am I so unlucky. “ I'm sorry, but I really don't have any money” I said and began walking but they stopped me. “your money or we won't make leaving here easy for you" the person spoke earlier spoke again. Oh God! Why me??

Luck. My lips curl upward into a satisfied smirk as a funny thought comes to mind. “The thing about luck,” I raise my eyebrow, shaking my head. “Is that it can be good or bad. If your device is real, why didn’t it protect your family?” I snort. “Can’t you see, Adam, it wasn’t a lack of luck that killed you and your family, It wasn’t even Livy who killed you…it was just your stupidity and bad choices that a stray bullet found its way into your gut.” Adam’s face turns sheet white, all the blood draining away at once as my final words hit him like a second bullet.

The room was filled with an infectious energy, a blend of friendship, humor, and the thrill of discovering life’s unpredictable beauty. As the night wore on, our conversation grew more relaxed and playful. We swapped stories of our most embarrassing moments, each tale wilder than the last. I recounted the time I had accidentally walked into the wrong classroom and sat through an entire lecture before realizing my mistake. Favour shared a hilarious anecdote about a disastrously overcooked dinner in her first shared apartment, and Gift boasted about her uncanny ability to misplace her phone even when it was in her hand.

Heavy with shit we weren’t saying. I cleared my throat. “Alright. That’s enough depressing hospital talk. You know what would really make my day better?” He glanced at me, brows raised. “A really dumb joke.” Andrew blinked. Then tilted his head a little, lips twitching like he was fighting a smile. “A dumb joke?” I nodded, lips curving around the cigarette still hanging from my mouth. “Come on. Hit me.” He gave me a look—half skeptical, half amused. “Fine. What do you call a sad strawberry?”

Yet here I was, a complete mess because my best friend had a girlfriend. Would Robin lose sleep because Batman started dating someone? I held my head in my hands, seriously contemplating this question. I even texted my best friend about it. Her response: "How can you know how the fish feels if you're not a fish?" "How can you know if Batman's emo unless you're Batman?" ... What kind of philosophical nonsense was that? I darkened my phone screen with a scowl, realizing it had been thirteen days since Jake and I last spoke. ... As a proper "girlfriend," Marcus invited me to dinner today.

Aslamulaikum everyone Hello to all of you Hope you're doing well So , here is the next update Hope you all like it Do share the reviews with me Please be safe . Please ignore the grammatical mistakes. Or any other mistake My exams are near so please pray for me “When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long in disappointment and bitterness at the closed door that we do not expectantly look for and therefore see with pleasure and gratitude the one which has been opened for us.” ~Helen Keller That quote was pretty touchy. I loved how it motivates the life.

She begged, "Please spare me. I know my mistake now!" The tips of my fingers turned white, digging so tightly into my palm that it almost hurt. I stared at her and said slowly, "Did you ever stop to think how much bad luck I've had to endure this past month? I got hit by flowerpots, run over by cars, and even had the proposal I worked so hard on stolen by you! The doctors said I came down with three or four terminal illnesses overnight. "When you were carelessly squandering my luck, did you ever think this day would come? You brought this on yourself, Regina."

He said before hanging up, I rolled my eyes at his desperate measure to make friends that have similar goals, what a group of hopeless and pathetic people. “My plan is working out, even more than I imagined,” He jubilated, smiling like someone who had just won the lottery, there is nothing I wish right now than for the table to turn at the bitch, so he could eat back his words. “It is always the bad people with the good luck, the universe is sometimes confusing, because when we wish for something, we end up getting the opposite, and that is the case of our parents, they wished for a good child but got a terrorizing and useless son that is of no economical value and importance,” I mumbled, lo

I laugh out loud, cackling even. "Ah Ma. I'm proud of you. You even know your block button?" My aunt laughs some more with me. "I know my restrictions too. I'll just restrict you. If you like send me one million dms it will not deliver. Rubbish." I hold in my laughter and giggle hard instead. "Just tell them that he is a man that doesn't like loneliness. That's all." She stops laughing and makes me winded, remembering all my stress with Abdul.

“If I choose the job, I obviously can’t go back to my mom, though?” It took her few seconds before she sighed. “Yeah, it makes sense. Sorry, I got it from p*******t and thought it was a cool quote.” I bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. But failed miserably as she made an eye contact with me. I cracked up to the point she throws the sofa cushion right onto my face. “Shut up.” “It’s a cool quote, though.” “Fuck off.”