When I was a little girl with blond, curly hair I heard that if you find a four-leaf clover, you’ll have luck in your life. I’d known that we had them in our backyard so what I did is: I got dressed and I went outside to look for one. I searched through probably hundreds of clovers. I spent on it a good amount of time, (I have lots of patience and I’m pretty stubborn, so you know ☺). After a while I came back home very sorrowful, because I didn’t find any, not a single one. I also didn’t tell anyone about it, because I was too afraid that I really won’t have any luck in my life (and my dreams won’t come true), especially if I say it out loud that I didn’t find that four leaf clover.
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