History with a Twist
You look at the shiny piece of metal that you hold in your hand.
It is bluish brown and has red swirld in it.
The piece seems to glow in your hand. It gets warm and tingly.
In an instant, you drop it.
Probably some old piece of junk. You think as you walk away from
it. But the metal must have some magic force because in a second
you have it in your hand.
You think of all the places you can go.
You close your eyes and
wish.
You are walking down a brick path near your house. On the
sidewalk you see a piece of metal. It looks so old that it's
sides are rusted. You pick up the moldy piece. You notice that on
the front of it, it has a saying: A Ticket to your dreams. All
you have to do is wish.
