My Story

As I ate my breakfast I had a curious feeling that today would be a special day. As I got dressed I couldn't shake off this increasing feeling of restlessness. 'What is happening?' I wondered. Choosing to ignore it I went out, but, as soon as I set my foot outside, things started to happen.

'Hello!' said a voice.

'Huh? Who's there? I don't see anyone' I said, while looking around.

'Down here!' said the same voice.

I looked down and raised my eyebrow with disbelief. 'A dog? How can a dog be talking to me?'

'And yet, it is so.' said the dog, with its drooping eyes and slobbering tongue. 'You have been granted one wish.' it continued. 'Ask for anything you want.'

'Well, can I ask for more wishes?' I asked.

'No, you can only get one to keep this story short' it retorted.

'Oh, then I guess I have to choose it wisely. Wait a minute! Why am I talking to a dog that says it can grant wishes?'

'Would you rather talk to one who couldn't?' it asked while licking its paw.

'Nevermind... So, I want to win the lottery.'

'Granted.' said the dog waggling its tail.

'Where's my money, dog? I don't see it anywhere' I said as I looked around.

'It's in your pocket!' it answered.

I reached for my pocket and there was an old lottery ticket dated February, 1928. 2Are you kidding me? I can't exchange it anymore! Why didn't you give me this week's winning number?'

'Well' said the dog 'if it hasn't come out yet, how could I give it to you? So, that's it, then. Bye.' it said as smoke concealed its body and made it vanish.

I stood there speechless and vowed never again to trust the word of a talking dog.

The End.

Telmo Marques - 25947