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I stared at the grave. I know he will no longer be terrified by the curse. I mean the curse he imagined. \u201cShall we begin?\u201d the journalist asked. \u201cOh, sure,\u201d and I started telling him the story which began two years ago.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I was a new blood of the powerful gang at that time. We stole little accessories like handkerchieves and jeweller<\/span>y<\/span> from these absent<\/span>–<\/span>minded passengers in street. Being a thief was exciting and I was fascinated in those audacious tricks. However, there was still a mystery in my mind somehow \u2013 we have never seen our head. We were only told that his name was Ted. He was still a legend to us until the day came.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0That day I was planning to have a burglary in Lancashire. A man waved his hand towards me when I was inspecting the area. He had a most terrified face with scars. \u201cHey, buddy! Planning to go inside for jewellery?\u201d The man had recognized my tattoo has located on my neck he showed his to me. This was a symbol to the gang for recognition. I nodded my head and he uttered, \u201dTed is my name.\u201d I was shocked. \u201cNo one will call himself Ted, except\u2026\u2026\u201d \u201cHe was the only Ted the head,\u201d Ted grinned like an evil. \u201cOkay, the family has gone out for dinner. Let\u2019s go inside.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 We had finished all our work like putting the jewellery into our bag and cleaning all the traces before the family reached their home. Ted was doing all the procedures quickly and carefully. After the success of burglary, Ted gave me most of the spoils except a few worth ones like a ring crowned with a large black opal and left.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0I had never met him again until a few months <\/span>later<\/span>. He found me through his subordinates. He was absolutely weak, shrank in a corner of the sofa and holding a newspaper. The ring with black opal was put on the table. I heard his chanting voice. \u201cI was struck with the curse,\u201d he said. I laughed off, \u201cWhat curse?\u201d he lent me a newspaper and I read it. \u201cYou mean the ring that was under a seal with protection? And the master of the ring has invoked the curse? Haha\u2026\u2026\u201d I laughed. \u201cIt\u2019s true! At first, I didn\u2019t get into any troubles. But after I read the news, I believed that bad luck had happened to me over and over, like I fell off from the stairs yesterday! \u201cTed was screaming like a mad one. And indeed, he had gone mad. \u201cTake it away from me! Take it away from me! \u201cTed started pulling his hair. \u201cOkay, okay! I am looking forward to seeing the bad luck to me!\u201d I sighed, shrinking my shoulders.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0Weeks and weeks passed. Bad luck had not come to me and I returned to Ted\u2019s department. When I walked through the corridor, a man wore a cap bumped into me and quickly went away. I had a <\/span>hunch <\/span>that I had met him somewhere before. I knocked on Ted\u2019s door but no one answered. And I suddenly discovered that the door was unlocked. I entered it. It was shock that Ted was lying on the floor he was covered with blood. Luckily, he was still alive. \u201cOh, I am a coward! There is no curse in the world. Ben wants to replace me <\/span>and <\/span>makes himself the head. So, he set some traps and made me believe in bad luck! How dare he<\/span> lie to me<\/span>! \u201che screamed with his last breath. And then I realized that the man bumped into me was Ben, escaping after he murdered Ted. Following the dead of Ted, Ben became the head and I left the gang.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0I have dreamed of Ted\u2019s death of thousand times in my sleep. He shouted at me that there was no curse in the world. I have soon got into insomnia. I would stare at the ring wearing on my finger in those sleepless nights. My head seemed to be burst into pieces. I thought it was the ring, reminding me of the last scene of Ted. So, I had returned the ring to its master and I was recovered accordingly, like I was finally released from a curse.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u201cThat\u2019s the end of the story?\u201d The journalist asked. \u201cIt ends finally.\u201d I replied, putting a rose on the grave of Ted.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I stared at the grave. I know he will no longer be terrified by the curse. I mean the curse he imagined. \u201cShall we begin?\u201d the journalist asked. \u201cOh, sure,\u201d and I started telling him the story which began two years ago.<\/span><\/p>

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