Nine Chances to Die

This is too easy! He thought

Johnny always thought of himself as professionally skilled, always trying to take it to the next level, trying to test out on how far he can go. His friends would just call him ‘lucky’, but Johnny would never take that kind of logic. “There’s no such thing as luck, good or bad!”  He would always tell his friends.

This made Johnny more determined to prove that to his friends. He was going to steal something from the old merchant, good luck would have nothing to do with stealing and bad luck would’ve prevented him from stealing. According from the logic from his friends.

This is my chance… Johnny thought, as his hand slowly reached for the item.

His eyes slowly followed the merchant, the merchant’s eyes fixed on the newspaper. Closely studying it like it was a test question. Without looking up, the merchant walked slowly to his back office.

As soon as he was out of sight, he snatched the item and started to walk fast toward the door.

He can see the light as he neared the door, when suddenly a black cat jumped right in the door way. It was too late for Johnny to miss the cat’s tail as the cat let out a loud growl.

Johnny kept running, not turning back.

I can’t get caught! I have to prove it to my friends, there’s no such thing as luck, good or bad.

(To be continued)

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