Jack be nimble jack be quick jack jump over the candle stick
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Jack barton was a gental young man. He had always helped those less fortunate and in need of assistance. But jack was as unlucky as a black cat on friday the thirteenth, he was always looking for lost belongings and dropping things in imppissible places. One day jack was chatting with an elderly lady he often found himself assisting. She was kind and allways had the most fascinating storys. This day they were talking when she had started on a ledgend she had heard " jack dear boy I once heard that if you jump over a candle and it stays lit you will revive good luck and fortune."she had said. At the time he had but softly chuckled but later that night his curiosity got the better of him as his eyes glinted a soft but monochromatic glaze he had been lying in bed for hours thinking but unable to sleep "could it really work"he repeated as he tossed and turned before finally he gathered a candle stick and matches. He lit the candle before swiftly testing the height he lept and observed the flickering flame "this is so strange could a candle really bring good fortune?" He asked himself before jumping all was well the candle was short enough to clear but just as he landed jacks foot nicked the candle stick
And it topped the rug it rolled upon catching fire and spreading through the house within seconds almost like the whole place was doused in gasoline and struck with a match and there sitting in the middle, face contorted to one of pain and tourcher as he slowly burns to a crisp the not so nimble jack screaming out in pain and laughing deeply "dont play with fire,I has a funny way of burning people" he says a crazed look in his deep ash grey features before he collapses and turns to ash. Jack was not nimble
Jack was not quick jack knocked over the candle stick. Jacks house burnt down as the fire begrade came all they recovered was jacks ashes, all the same as the other five victims of the candle stick deaths in the newspapers and telegraphs "the witch us still at large spells will be cast but dont fall for them if you value your life and take it from me and the others "lucky or no life is life just bloody live it"
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