[ WP ] You are the luckiest person on Earth . Everything you make an attempt for works in your favor . However , there two catches : you are absorbing the luck of those around you , and anyone who tries to profit from your luck ( even with your help ) is met with the worst luck immediately .

“ It started when I was six. At least, that ’ s when I first noticed it. You get this feeling, as it ’ s happening, you see. That ’ s how I always knew it was still, how I was still... me. That feeling never changed, it never has. ” 
 
 “ So you were six years old. What happened that first time? ” 
 
 “ I was with my sister, playing on the side of the street near our house. There was this great big dip in the road, you know, from all the winters and cars and things, so when it rained, it would puddle into this little pond. We used to take little boats and toys, my sister and I, and we would float them in the pond and pretend it was the ocean and we were giant sea monsters. She was eight at the time. I used to like to sit with my back towards the road so I could see the house while we played. My mother used to always come bring us hot chocolate when it was cold, so I would face the house so I could see when she was coming. That day was different. When we ran outside to play, I got this weird feeling. It felt weird at the time, but I think it was just because I didn ’ t really know what it was, you see. Really it ’ s the only thing that feels comfortable to me now. ” 
 
 “ So what did you do? ” 
 
 “ Nothing really, I just kind of shook it off; figured it was the cold or something. I continued over to the puddle, but this time I sat on the sidewalk instead, facing the street. I didn ’ t really think about it at all, it just happened. It had rained particularly hard the day before so the puddle was especially large, and my sister took my spot at the far end in the street. The roads were pretty slick, and I think by the time he saw her it was just too late. It ’ s a little fuzzy after that, but I remember the screeching. It was so loud and I just remember that weird feeling, in my gut. It was so strong that first time, it felt so warm. I remember my mother running out of the house screaming, and I was sad because she dropped the hot chocolate. ” 
 
 “ I ’ m sorry. That must have been really hard for you. ” 
 
 “ It should have been. ” 
 
 “ What do you mean? ” 
 
 “ I used to think that the reason I didn ’ t feel anything after was because of some repressed memories or psychiatric, emotional bullshit; but I know better now. You feed off of it. The feeling, the warm sensation. It ’ s like nothing you ’ ll ever feel. Like no sensation you ’ ll ever experience. ” 
 
 “ The ‘ weird ’ feeling you mean? In your gut? ” 
 
 “ The more it happened, the more I liked it. It became less weird and more seductive. I started to realize that I would always get it before something bad would happen. It didn ’ t have to be severe or anything, you know. Someone trips on a crack, gets mud splashed on them by a car, that kind of thing. But the big ones, those were when you could really feel it. Feel it like a rush through you, and all your blood gets warm, and you can kind of feel the things around you. I knew a few people at my company, superiors and bosses and such, who got cancer, but that was less exhilarating. The best times were when it was sudden, and everything would change in a matter of seconds, you know? ” 
 
 “ So this feeling, you felt it with everything from tragedies to spilled coffee? ” 
 
 “ That ’ s what I thought at first. I thought there was something inside of me that could just sense others ’ misfortunes. But that ’ s not how it works. It ’ s not about them. It ’ s about me. It ’ s always been about me. ” 
 
 “ Wha – what do you mean? ” 
 
 “ The heart attack was my favorite. The CEO just dropped dead on the table in the middle of a presentation. I could see it in his face right before it happened. I felt it. And now I have his job. If it wasn ’ t such a tragedy for the company, they would have said I was the luckiest person alive. Everyone would have been sending me congratulation cards. I sent myself one. I deserved it. ” 
 
 “ You? You did all that? ” 
 
 “ No, no. It wasn ’ t me. They all just happened. But eventually, the thrill became greater than the results. I would gamble billions against others, risk entire bankruptcy just to see competitors fail and my company rise. I seek it out, you see. I ’ m not doing anything, I ’ m just lucky. And the luckier I get, the more... unlucky others get. Luck is like money. It ’ s finite. You can ’ t have too much or it depreciates. It ’ s traded back and forth, exchanged for cars and mansions and pretty wives. And I have it all. I have all the money and all the luck. It ’ s mine. It ’ s mine by birthright. ” 
 
 “ Mr. Lucy, this has been a fascinating interview but I really must go now. ” 
 
 “ Oh, so soon? I haven ’ t even told you about the earthquake that got me on the Board of Directors. ” 
 
 She quickly gathered her things and began to leave. “ I must inform you that this was all on the record Mr. Lucy, ” she said darkly. 
 
 “ Actually, as a matter of fact, ” he said, “ I ’ m getting that feeling right now. ” 
 
 As she rushed out of the room with her recorder, the man smiled coyly and said “ Don ’ t trip on your way down the stairs. It ’ s an awfully long fall. ” 

