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the water. I then ran over to the handicap line and told the people in front of me the situation that had occurred. They simply nodded and wished me the best of luck with finding the dog. Racing over to the front of the line while grasping my hands tightly, I prayed that the dog would be found. Once the boat arrived, I took a slow step in and started looking for the dog everywhere, but I did not see it anywhere. The ride now was quickly going by and my eyes were trying to catch every spot on the ride, but still I could not find the dog. Once the ride came to an end tears were streaming down my face. The dog was lost. I walked out saddened and turned around to thank the people that had let me enter the boat. Then, I saw something. I looked a little closer, and an object that took the shape of a dog appeared under the boat.
I shouted with all my might, “Stop the ride, stop the ride!”
The man heard and signaled me a thumbs up. The ride stopped immediately, and I jumped down
into the boat and started to pull the dog toy out from under the boat and gratefully it came out. I looked at it in the eyes and knew immediately that it was my sister’s toy! I ran over to my parents and Linda and handed the dog over to her face. Her paleness went away immediately, and she started gaining movement in her head. The dog was curing her from her sickness.
My dad and mom looked at me in awe and wondered why she was cured so quickly, but the only thing I could focus on was my beautiful sister who was shining as bright as the sun. I then looked away from her and saw a huge crowd of people standing around my family. Tears of joy streamed down my face and everyone was clapping for my sister and her immediate health. After that moment, everyone slowly started walking away, and we decided to go home after the long day. When we got into the car, I held my sister’s hand and in her other hand was the life-changing dog. I listened to the song “I'm here” while looking out the window, and suddenly I saw a big red and white tent that looked somewhat like a magic show. The memory immediately got to me that it was this magic show where I got the dog. I told my dad to stop the car and I carried Linda out to the magic show where I was given the dog eight years ago. When I entered the tent, Luis the Magician walked right up to me and told me that he needed his dog right away for another child. I sharply said “NO” and refused to give him the dog. I then explained to him that my sister had nearly died. If it hadn’t been for the dog, she would be dead right now. I could see that the magician was thinking hard about what to do. An idea seemed to spring to his head.
“I will grant you one wish if you will return me the dog,” said the magician.
“Ok, I accept the deal,” I said.
I closed my eyes and wished a wish that would change my life forever. Then, once my wish was
made, I handed the dog to the man and my sister and I walked out in the sun holding hands joyfully without the dog.
“Wishes really do come true,” I said.
The Forgivings of the Well
by Valeria Bigot
8th Grade
Blue Ribbon
“Chance! Chance come ’ere boy!”
The dark autumn dog dusted the ruffled, colored leaves off his back, wagging his tail as little Lucy began to softly sparse her hands against his back.
“That’s a good boy,” she said.
She knew Chance could understand her. He always did. Why wouldn’t he? No one else did. “Ok, boy! Time for another day of adventure.” Chance barked as if a “ready!” salute to his
master, and the two walked through the slumbering forest. The dead trees seemed like coffins to the sun, waiting for its rays to rest upon their branches. Each hour brought more sorrow. The river ran still beside the two walkers. One missed step and the still monster would soon wake up and swallow them whole.
“Here we are, Chance,” the girl giggled. “You can pick today.” And the black dog who looked like a coffee bean, ran and sniffed out one girl. She was older, Lucy observed, as the girl bent down to pet
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