Gravy Holders: A Short Story

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I walk into a old, dusty, antique shop. The man behind the counter greets me with a quick, “hello”. Then I greet him back and head on down into the shops aisles. I was trying to find the perfect gravy holder for my families Thanksgiving dinner. I find this nice golden potential gravy holder and inspect it. It has a little smudge on the side of it, so I rub it off with my sleeve. A low rumble startles me, and my gravy holder starts to shake. So I drop it and see what’s going on, POOF! A man, about seven feet tall towers over me in the store. “ Master, you now have three wishes, use them wisely.” He says in a low voice. “ Three wishes?” I say in confusion. “ Yes, three wishes. I will stay only until you have made your final wish. But other than that, I am yours.” …show more content…

I think about it very deeply. Then I have made my mind. My three wishes are to be 18 already, stay strong forever, and never get sick again. Automatically I asked for my first wish, “ Your wish is my command.” Then POOF! I grew much taller, but not as tall as the genie was, and had facial hair. I feel my face and look in the mirror, a beard! I have always wanted a beard. The genie disappears and I walk out the store with the man behind the counter looking up at me. When I get outside, I am amazed at what I see. A brand new car sitting in the parking lot, magically, the keys to that beaut was in my hand. I pop open the door and took off. Being 18 was amazing. So as I am driving, I pass by a football field with some people playing tackle football without pads. I think back to my second wish. I said, “

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