Darkness but dimness fill the yard and a crow on the ruins of a house *It is said that its owner was smashing heads, it's okay, you will understand this thing* He wanders with his head in search of something.
Something that you think is strange to the point of being unique from panic
A panic unlike any other... a shining kind of panic.
*A conversation between the owner of the bad luck and his companion*
Oh clumsy, look at me!! When you allow the vertebrae of your neck to control your head and allow it to roam left and right, is it not that I am the owner of this unfortunate luck?
They say about you that you are a bad omen, so bring me my bad luck. Come on, here he is in front of you. Answer me, why don't you bring me what you have. Confirm the words of these people. Haha, I say: People... so why?! They are not really people, I feel sorry for myself and then for them.
Am I not what the Badluck has forever? I am the one who somebody falls in a curse, inflicts a calamity upon me and accuses me of being a hoodoo.
There is a ball that is cast at the bird, and it starts to fly, looking at boy with rays of light that penetrate the eyes of the crow after falling on the eyes of the owner of the bad luck boy , these rays can almost cry from the sharpness of the bird's look at this poor boy, is this?! ..... because he made a mistake in throwing the ball with his companions.
The storm is blowing.... Soil the earth is shouting : What happens to me! From vibrations, even if it has become a field for their physical experiments.
The lightning ray dances its quick step dance and makes the dust vibrations stop.
The clouds play with you and shed tears with the abundance of the world, as if it were fleeing from a ghost.
The boy looks at the bird with a gentle smile, what a beautiful bird
The crow leaves the earth, and the owner of the bad lac sits squatting unconsciously, dreaming about those memories sent by his brain signals.
Then his phone rings, and he answers and finds that he must return for some necessity and will not tell anything, only he was told come in a voice that made his veins freeze.
He reached his house and found his brother crying, knowing that his jinx had been persecuted by him.
*He came back from ASGARD two days ago*
The tone of his mobile phone appeared again then his mind blowed up , and he answered, with his hands trembling, and his mouth responding convulsively.
He hurried to the hospital, his clothes sweaty, as if he were spending the day in a swimming pool.
Inevitably, he became acquainted with her by a piece of her skirt and two lobes of her necklace.... The features and features of her face did not help him at that time.
The family is in a panic.
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bad luck's friend
Horrorbad luck and where it ends This is not my native language...so, support me englishers.