Some people are luckier than others, and some people deserve luck more than others. Laima had always been good, but she was very unlucky. All the drawbacks happened to her, she failed on almost everything she did, no matter how hard she tried. She persisted on her objectives despite her disgrace. Despite all of this, she always had a smile upon her face and was willing to help her peers. Instead of blaming the gods for not having provided her with better fortune, she thanked them for the gift of being alive.
Laima was a very unusual person and everyone in her village loved her. The elder women used to say that her ancestors must have done something terrible for her to be so unlucky, but the truth was that no one knew which was her original family, as she had been abandoned at the stairs of the church during a cold winter morning. Everyone else in town dismissed the theory as old wives tales, and would simply tell poor Laima that her chance would change, eventually.
And indeed, it did. One summer, during the village's festivities, a witch passed through town. She announced herself as a fortune teller, but she was much more. Hortensia, who had been taking care of Laima since she was a child, convinced her to go visit the sorceress. Laima did go, but, as usual, her inquiries and wishes were for others. The crone asked her for details of her life, but Laima would always end up talking about someone else. However, the witch could see the girl's story on her eyes and took pity of her.
From the following morning, Laima's luck changed. She started succeeding in all she had failed before, yet she didn't forget all her friends, and all the people who were in difficulty. Laima thanked the gods for her newfound luck, yet she never knew that it came from a spell the witch had cast on her. One that made all her bad luck go into people who deserved it much more, making the world, maybe, a better place.
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