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March 22, 2017 / hbrowne4

The Wish By Rose Ugoalah

Tommy tossed in his bed. The licourice, Cheetos, wine gums and ice cream from the evening’s escapades sat in his gut like a ton of bricks. Tommy couldn’t sleep. He opened his eyes. Wrapped around his left wrist was his new fancy Power Rangers watch that his aunt Rebecca had given him at his ninth birthday party earlier that evening.

The neon glow-in-the-dark digital numbers read: 4:00 am. He stared up at the ceiling as the Batman nightlight near his wardrobe gave his room an iridescent hue. Tommy groaned and rolled out of his bed and onto his feet. With heavy eyelids, he shuffled to the bathroom at the opposite end of his large room. Tommy stopped and looked at the pile of unopened gifts stacked in the corner. His eyes wandered around his room looking at the stuffed animals and toys strewn everywhere. He rubbed his eyes and yawned as he thought to himself how he’d be bored of it all very soon. Oh the woes of being an only child. Tommy got everything he could have ever wished for but none of it mattered to him.

never get what I really want,” he muttered to himself as he turned the handle on the bathroom door. As the door swung open, Tommy nearly collapsed. He used the wall to brace himself. His hazel eyes opened wide and he blinked several times. Mouth dry, Tommy attempted to speak but he could only babble.

Sitting on the toilet was a real-live miniature T-Rex dinosaur.

“Wha—wha—” Tommy stuttered.

“Heyl A little privacy here kid. I’m trying to take a crap,” the dinosaur said.

“Wha—wha— repeated Tommy.

“K, well if you’re gonna stand there, at least help me out with some tissue will ya.”

Tommy’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he slowly picked up the toilet roll off the floor and handed it to the T-Rex.

“Uh kid, look at my arms.” The dinosaur wiggled its stubby arms in the air.

“There’s no way I’m gonna be able to wipe. You gotta help me.” Tommy finally managed to string his words into a sentence.

“Wha—what are you? Where did you—what the…”

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m a T-Rex—well, not one of those Jurassic Park ones, but I’m still kinda scary,

Tommy’s eyes searched frantically.

“Um yea. I guess—kinda. Um, where did you come from?” “You,” said the T-Rex as it pointed one of its claws at Tommy.

Confused, Tommy scrunched up his face,

“Don’t you remember kid?”

As Tommy racked his brain searching for an explanation, a large smile crept across his face.

“My wish. My wish. My WISH. It came true.”

“Bingo,” said the T-Rex.

Tommy excitedly pumped his fists in the air. “l can’t believe it.” t‘Well believe it kid.”

“None of my birthday wishes have ever come true before,” said Tommy.

“Well this is your lucky year kid. So… Are you gonna help me out or what?”

Tommy quickly tore off some sheets of toilet roll as he stepped towards the T-Rex. “So what’s your name anyway?” Tommy asked as he gently lifted the T-Rex’s tail.

{‘Thanks kid,” said the T-Rex as it hopped off the toilet seat.

“My name? That’s up to you.”

Tommy flushed the toilet and washed his hands.

“Hmm. How about Stuart?”

“Stuart?” said the T-Rex.

“Yea Stuart,” Tommy said pleased with himself.

“Ah sure. OK I’m Stuart then.”

Tommy smiled and stuck out his hand. “And I’m Tommy.”

The T-Rex looked down at Tommy’s extended hand and shook it.

“Do you mind if I call you kid? It suits you.”

Tommy shrugged his shoulders.

“Sure, So, what now?” He said.

“Whatever you want kid.”

“Awesome!” said Tommy. “We’ll have to be quiet though. It’s really early and my parents are sleeping.”

Tommy looked down at his Power Ranger’s watch. The time now read 7:00 pm.

“Hey! That’s strange. My watch it ch— Suddenly, Tommy was unable to speak. He was opening his mouth but his words were silent. He quickly looked up only to be shocked that Stuart had inexplicably disappeared.

Tommy quickly spun around, but Stuart was nowhere to be seen. As Tommy stepped forward, his foot caught on the floor mat, and in slow motion he tumbled to the bathroom floor.

Tommy gasped as he rolled out of his bed and hit his bedroom floor with a heavy thud, Disoriented, he struggled to untangle himself from his bed sheets. He looked up at the closed bathroom door, then quickly got up to his feet and ran towards it. Heart pounding, Tommy frantically swung open the door. Nothing. He turned his head from left to right, but the bathroom was empty. Tommy stopped and looked straight ahead at the Superman shower curtain that hung draped around the bath tub. He tip-toed across the bathroom, and slowly raised his hand to the curtain, He took a deep breath, and with anticipation, quickly yanked the curtain open. Crestfallen, Tommy wiped his sleepy eyes as he hung his head and shuffled out of the bathroom and back to his bed. He bent down and picked his sheets up off the floor and draped them around his body. With a sad sigh, Tommy climbed back into his bed, closed his eyes, and slowly drifted back to sleep.

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