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16. World of Magic

Magic bowl

Nina Yang

W&C III-F

Ms. Guarino

12/04/2014

  Do you believe that I still didn’t know how to wash a bowl when I was 16 years old? Everyone has his or her own little secret story; I’m also not an exception. I got a magic bowl when I was very young. The special power of this bowl was that it could clean up itself every time I had done with my meal in that bowl. Obviously, the good thing was that I didn’t need to wash that bowl regardless how dirty that bowl was. However, I didn’t even know how to wash a bowl by myself eventually after I got the bowl. The magic bowl was like my best friend that always takes care of me. Every time I got home really tired, and I didn’t feel like doing anything but eat. The bowl seemed like able to read my mind after I finished my dinner because I didn’t want to wash it at all.

  About ten years after I had got the bowl, the story happened. It was a dark evening; I was sleeping in my bed. Suddenly, I heard a loud noise was coming from my kitchen. It seemed like someone was screaming. “Ahhhh…” When I got there, I saw my bowl was using a knife pointing at a guy with a black cape. I couldn’t remember that guy’s face. All I remember was that he was covered by darkness. “I have to take him back to Shue.” The guy finally broke the silence. “He has been here for so long, and helped you so much.” “Wait! Shue? Where’s Shue?” I was so confused. “It’s the place where I belong to. They sent me here to help you because you are the lucky one, but right now they asked to go back. You are the only friend in my life, and I would never abandon you.” My bowl finally explained it to me. Now, I understand why the bowl came here. “It’s time for us to leave.” He kept looking at his watch and said impatiently. “I refused!” My bowl cried out. “I need to help her and stay with her. It’s my responsibility for life to take care of her. ” “You still don’t understand? They would steal your soul out of your body, if you didn’t leave. You have no choice. Now, come with me.” “No! No matter what happens, I would still choose to stay here.” The guy glances at my bowl for a last time and left quietly.

  The story ends here. My life was changed completely after losing the bowl’s magic power. It’s just a normal bowl right now like all the other bowls, but I’m happy it didn’t leave me. Now, I have to wash it every time after finishing my meal. Although I have to learn how to wash a bowl, I would not complain doing it. I know it’s my turn to take care of it.