That's My Luck!

I sat on the cold marble bench, my eyelids half-way down my eyes and my arms supporting my head's growing weight. I took a deep breath, and sighed deeply, staring at my breath in the misty-cold winter air. I rested my sight upon my shoes and lifted it up from time to time to check my surroundings. I wondered how long I had been sitting there, so I reached into my pocket and took out my watch. I took a short mental note which I used to work out I had been sitting there for half an hour. Slowly, I lifted my head so it was facing the sky and squeezed my eyelids shut as I rubbed them with my thumb and forefinger. Gradually, I opened my eyes and spotted a fairly large bird with a distinctive blue marking that looked like a triangle in the centre of a 5-point star on its underside. It looked strangely familiar.
I stared at it for a few seconds and as it passed overhead. I instinctively closed my eyes and turned my head away. As it passed, I felt a splat on the top of my head. Great and I thought my day couldn't get worse! I thought, fearing for the worst. As I ran my hand through my hair, my fears were confirmed. I sprung to my feet and ran to the restaurant opposite the square. As I begged the waitress to tell me where the toilet was, I could feel it sliding down my face. I raced into the washroom and soaked my hair. It's not my day today... I said to myself, hopefully, this will come out with a couple of baths... Eventually, my hair was clean so I decided to head home.
On my way home, I wondered how I would tell my wife. Should I make her dinner? Or would that make it too obvious? I pondered, or should I just wait until she is calm and happy? After much thought (especially of the consequences), I decided to go with my first option: dinner. Just the mere thought of her reaction sent shivers down my spine. I kept walking as if I was heading to an execution, my own. Suddenly, I spotted a jewellery store and walked up to it, fruitlessly warming my hands with my breath. I looked through the window and wondered if I should get a necklace for my wife but decided against it due to our financial problem.
After what seemed like hours of meandering around the town, I finally made-up my mind and as there was no point delaying the inevitable, I plucked every ounce of my courage and entered the house. I looked around, it was unusually quiet. With a puzzled look upon my face, I walked into the corridor. Slowly but surely, I made progress, my eyes wide open and my brain on red-alert. I heard a crunching noise beneath my foot. I steadily lifted it up, revealing a small diamond ring. I slapped my forehead with the palm of my hand and rubbed my eyes once more. I entered the kitchen to find something to eat, but all I found was a letter saying:
Sorry Daniel,
Unfortunately, this relationship is not working out and hasn't been for almost a year after our marriage. I regret this course of action but I feel this is better for both of us.I have consulted with my solicitor and he will be with you tomorrow early in the morning to discuss the terms of our divorce...
At this stage, I could not bear to read on and I couldn't stop some tears escaping my eyes, running down my cheeks. How much more can you take away from me? I thought, staring at the ceiling. What a bad day, how much bad-luck can you have in one single day? That's it! Suddenly I remembered where I saw that marking on the bird. It was an ancient symbol, signifying "luck". I am very superstitious and understood it all. The harbinger of luck had passed me and on its way, used me as a toilet. I had lost my job, my house, my wife, my whole world had just gone down the toilet. I decided to get up and go for a walk to get rid of my dismay.

Stefan Herrera 3 ESO