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Once upon a time, in a small town nestled between rolling hills and whispering forests, there lived a boy named Oliver.

Oliver was known far and wide for his remarkable streak of bad luck. It seemed as though misfortune followed him like a loyal shadow.

From the moment he woke up to the time he went to bed, Oliver's life was a series of mishaps.

if there was a puddle, he'd be sure to step in it.

 If there was a tree branch overhead, it would inevitably release its grip and shower him with leaves.

His teachers despaired at the number of times his homework was eaten by the dog or blown away by the wind.

where's your homework

my dog ate it

Despite his best efforts, Oliver couldn't seem to shake off his unlucky aura.

 But he remained hopeful, always looking for the silver lining in every dark cloud that seemed to hover over him.

One fateful day, as Oliver trudged through the town square with a tear in his shoelace and a hole in his backpack, he stumbled upon a peculiar old shop tucked away between two buildings. The sign above the door read, "Fortunes Unfolded."

fortunes unfolded

Curiosity piqued, Oliver pushed open the creaky door and stepped inside. The air was thick with the scent of incense, and the room was dimly lit by flickering candles.

At the center of the room sat an elderly woman with kind eyes and a gentle smile.

"Welcome, young traveler,"

she said, her voice soft and melodious. 

"I've been expecting you."

she said

Oliver blinked in surprise.

 "Me? But how did you know I would come?"