Bad Luck Storm
“I know I am going to have bad luck,” said Unlucky Uncle Ungus. “Today is Friday the 13th.”
Unlucky Uncle Ungus looked out his kitchen window. He saw that it was storming outside.
“Just my luck,” said Unlucky Uncle Ungus. “I have an appointment today so I have to go out in this weather.”
Unlucky Uncle Ungus searched for his raincoat and his umbrella but he couldn’t find them anywhere.
“I must have left them at the office,” said Unlucky Uncle Ungus. “I will just have to walk quickly to my appointment.
Unlucky Uncle Ungus walked down his laneway. He heard a huge roar of thunder and as soon as he stepped out onto the sidewalk he saw a huge streak of lightning, one right after the other.
“At least the lightning didn’t strike me,” said Unlucky Uncle Ungus.
Unlucky Uncle Ungus spoke too soon. A bolt of lightning did strike him. Unlucky Uncle Ungus felt a streak of energy and then everything turned a bright white.
“I’ m not going to cry,” said Unlucky Uncle Ungus, realizing he was in shock but he wasn’t hurt. “I am going to laugh instead because only I would go outside in a lightning storm on Friday the 13th!”
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