Fay and her dog Roger walked home from her friend’s house one Friday afternoon through the woods. Suddenly, Fay tripped on a gray stone. As she tripped, she looked up and saw a large brown box bolted to the ground with a chain. The box seemed like it was vibrating a little.
“What in the world is in that box?” said Fay. Roger barked.
Fay went over to the box to see if she could open it. She tried the chain. The chain fell off with a “chink” sound. Fay thought it was just rusty, and that’s why it fell off. She pulled off the lid of the box and found a little silver crystal about the size of her thumb. She wanted to take it, but she wondered if it was somebody else’s.
Roger barked again. Roger wanted to take it, so he did, grabbing it in his teeth.
Fay gave in and took it from his teeth. Anyway, why would anyone leave a strange box in the woods? She put it in her pocket for later. Once it was in her pocket, it began vibrating and shining.
Then a tiny voice from her pocket spoke.
“Where do you want to go? You can go wherever you want for two whole days!”
Fay was surprised. She looked in her pocket. On the top of the crystal was a happy face that had talked!
Fay thought for a minute. “I don’t think I want to go anywhere,” she said. “I like where I live.”
The tiny voice said, “You can wish for anything too!”
Fay thought again. “Now that I think of it, I do kind of want to see Paris some day.”
Before she could take her words back, a huge ray of light blinded her.
When she opened her eyes, she wasn’t in the woods walking home from her friend’s house anymore! Roger was still there with her. But when she looked around her, she saw that she was in Paris!
“This must be my wish,” she said.
But then she worried. “I hope no time will have passed when I do go back.”
Then Fay realized something again. “How will I go back?”
She started to walk around Paris. She saw the Eiffel Tower, and she saw a lot of people speaking in a different language.
“How will I ask people where in Paris I am if I don’t know the language?” she thought in her mind.
The magical crystal said, “Maybe you should find a place to stay while you are here.”
Roger barked at a stray cat in the alley. The cat scurried away. Fay looked at the alley. It looked okay. It had a pile of some leaves and branches. “I don’t know what I’ll do with the branches but the leaves will be okay to sleep on. Maybe the sticks can be for fetch for Roger.” Fay made the pile of leaves bigger and softer for her to sleep on. Then she got moss and made a soft bed for Roger with the moss.
At dinner time, she wondered about food. She felt in her pocket. She had a wallet with her. But when she went to get food for her and Roger, the money was Paris money!
“I wonder who did that?” Fay thought to herself while they ate. Then Fay went to the alley and she and Roger went to sleep.
The next morning, she woke up and remembered everything. She remembered how to get home too! She had a breakfast of crepes and strawberries and syrup.
Then when she went back to the alley and said, “I want to go back to the woods now!”
The same bright light blinded her and when she opened her eyes, she was in the woods. She looked at her watch. It was Friday again, at the exact same time that she had wished she had gone to Paris.
As she stood there, it was getting later and later. So she started to run home, with Roger at her heels.
When she got home, she felt in her pocket. The shiny crystal was gone!
“It must have fallen out when I was running,” she thought. “Oh well, I didn’t really need it anyway.”
The End