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The Magic Puck
One day I was walking down to the local outside hockey rink to meet my friend Jake. Jake is 12 years old an I’m 12 to and my name is Michel. When I got there I realized I forgot a puck but then I saw one on the ice.
When I got my skates on I went on the ice and shot the puck around and then I heard a voice. I looked around then I heard.
“Look down hear” said the puck.
I looked down and I started yelling and screaming.
“What are you doing” I said.
“Being a magic puck” said the puck.
“ What do you do” I said.
“I give kids three wishes” The puck said.
“So your like one of those genies” I said.
“Not really because I’m a puck and I’m not from a bottle” The puck said.
“That's kind of cool so when do I get to do my three wishes “ I asked.
“Any time you want” The puck said.
“Wish one is I want 25 of the best hockey sticks ever” I said
“Done” The puck said
Then I looked behind me and saw a tube full of the best hockey sticks ever . I went over and grabbed one and came back and the puck was gone. Then Jake came and we had fun and we went home.
When I got home I went to my room. When I walked in my room the puck was playing play staion.
“What are you doing” I said
“Playing play staion” Said the puck.
“GET OFF NOW” I Yelled.
“Why” Said the puck.
“I barley now you and you grant wishes” I said.
”So” the puck said.
Then I cleaned up my room and granted my second wish.
“My second wish is a 42” plasma screen TV with hd and sourned sound” I said.
Pop it was right there on the wall with sourned sound and all that
“Wow” I said
“Thank you so much” I said
“Your welcome” The puck said.
“Do you want to play play staion” The puck said.
“Sure” I said.
That night was really fun till my Mom came into the room and thought I stole the TV and sticks. It was hard to explain until the puck showed up. My Mom screamed like a little girl. Then she calmed down and was kind of freaked out.
The next day I woke up and the puck was on the night stand eating eggo waffles that were still frozen.
“What are you eating” I said.
“Frozen Waffles” The puck said.
“Your really weird” I said.
“My third wish is that I want a puck signed by Patrick Roy the best goalie ever” I said.
“Ok” The puck said.
“I have to go to the bathroom” I said.
I went to the bathroom and came back and the talking puck was gone and the signed puck was right there on the bed. He was gone and all the craziness was over and he was gone. I had all the stuff I wished for was right there the TV, the hockey sticks, and the puck.
That's how my story went with the magic puck and over all I kind of miss that puck and the craziness.