Bad Luck Friday the 13th

It was Friday the 13th. Unlucky Uncle Ungus found it hard to get out of bed. He knew this day was going to he a bad day. Every Friday the 13th is bad for Unlucky Uncle Ungus because he always ends up having some sort of bad luck no matter what he does.

“I know I am going to regret this,” said Unlucky Uncle Ungus. “However, I can’t just stay in bed for the whole day.”

Unlucky Uncle Ungus made himself a cup of coffee and started to read the morning paper.

“So far so good,” said Unlucky Uncle Ungus. “I have been awake for almost an hour and no bad luck yet.”

Unlucky Uncle Ungus put his hand up to his chin. He felt quite a bit of stubble so he decided he needed to shave.

“I can’t possibly have bad luck while shaving,” said Unlucky Uncle Ungus.

Taking his razor out of the cabinet, Unlucky Uncle Ungus closed the door to the bathroom cabinet, just like he had done every other morning, only this time the cabinet door wouldn’t close correctly with his usual gentle touch. So he closed it just a little bit harder than normal.

“Oh no!” cried Unlucky Uncle Ungus as he watched the bathroom mirror shatter into hundreds of pieces. “Just my luck. Not only am I having bad luck on Friday the 13th, I am now going to have years of bad luck?”

Unlucky Uncle Ungus cleaned up the broken glass and then he went straight back to bed and stayed there for the rest of that day.


Moral of this Story:

  • Some people have bad luck on Friday the 13th.
  • Example: Unlucky Uncle Ungus had a feeling he should have stayed in bed on Friday the 13th.

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