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ctseawa at 06:15pm on 26/09/2022
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The ghost sat on the rim of the well, dangling its legs over the rim and feeling pensive. It had been a while since anyone had been there to make a wish. Had it done something wrong?
Its day brightened as it heard the sounds of two people approaching. A man and a woman came into view holding hands but she didn’t look very happy. The ghost hoped they’d make a good wish it could really sink its teeth into granting, not one of those stupid fame and fortune ones it usually got.
The man said “See, I told you there was a wishing well here.”
“Not much of a well. Where’s the cute little roof and the bucket winder thingie?”
“What does that matter? It has a good reputation.”
“Uggh. I hate it here. You’re always dragging me around to see places and they never live up to what you say. I’m going back to the car. When we get home, we’re through!”
And she stomped off.
The man looked sad for a moment then walked over to the well. Tossing a coin in he said “I wish for companionship. Someone who understands me and likes the things I like. Someone I can understand and support.”
Hearing the man’s wish the ghost realized that two wishes were about to be granted that day. Taking corporeal form for the first time in perhaps hundreds of years it ran over to the man, beaming happily.
The man looked up and said “Who’s a good boy, then?” The ghost barked a friendly greeting and wagged its tail happily. “What are you doing out here all alone? You don't have a collar, are you a stray?”
“Bark!”
“Do you want to come home with me then?”
“BARK!” the little black dog ran a circle chasing its tail then headed off in the direction the girl had gone. “BARK BARK!”
The man followed, chuckling “I see. This well deserves its reputation.”
Its day brightened as it heard the sounds of two people approaching. A man and a woman came into view holding hands but she didn’t look very happy. The ghost hoped they’d make a good wish it could really sink its teeth into granting, not one of those stupid fame and fortune ones it usually got.
The man said “See, I told you there was a wishing well here.”
“Not much of a well. Where’s the cute little roof and the bucket winder thingie?”
“What does that matter? It has a good reputation.”
“Uggh. I hate it here. You’re always dragging me around to see places and they never live up to what you say. I’m going back to the car. When we get home, we’re through!”
And she stomped off.
The man looked sad for a moment then walked over to the well. Tossing a coin in he said “I wish for companionship. Someone who understands me and likes the things I like. Someone I can understand and support.”
Hearing the man’s wish the ghost realized that two wishes were about to be granted that day. Taking corporeal form for the first time in perhaps hundreds of years it ran over to the man, beaming happily.
The man looked up and said “Who’s a good boy, then?” The ghost barked a friendly greeting and wagged its tail happily. “What are you doing out here all alone? You don't have a collar, are you a stray?”
“Bark!”
“Do you want to come home with me then?”
“BARK!” the little black dog ran a circle chasing its tail then headed off in the direction the girl had gone. “BARK BARK!”
The man followed, chuckling “I see. This well deserves its reputation.”