“A Piece of
Magic, a Piece of Luck”
by
Izaro
Salcedo, 2 ESO
It was a warm afternoon on a sunny day when
Chickeyti was walking down her favorite street. She liked climbing and most days when she saw
a tree, Chickeyti would climb it. She
resisted climbing the first tree she came upon that day. She also turned away from the second
tree. She climbed the third tree, however,
and that is where she found a blue polar bear charm on a silver chain. She had never seen such a magical charm
before, the head of the polar bear
having such beautiful detail.
Chikeyti believed she had
entered upon a lucky streak. She decided
to wear her necklace everywhere, to school, to the swimming pool, to the zoo,
and she never took it off, not even to sleep.
Her faith was that the charm truly charmed her life and brought her
luck.
There was a catch, of course, as
there is always a catch. On the back
side of the polar bear, a name was engraved on it: Georgepous.
At first Chikeyti didn´t give it much thought because it was a name she
didn´t recognize. The more she thought
about it, though, the more she was convinced that she had to discover who or
what Georgepous was. She tried the local
library and when that didn’t work, she tried Google.
And there he was. Georgepous, Chikeyti learned, was a magician
from the not-so-distant past, someone that her grandparents or even her
parents might remember. From the
information Chikeyti had, Georgepous was still alive and living in a remote
village across the country. There was an
image of the polar bear charm in one of the documents about him. The inscription under the photo read, “The
magician’s enchanted pendant.”
Chikeyti took some necessary
things to travel and she set out in search of Georgepous. His last known address was in a town called
Spotted Hare, population six. Chikeyti
hoped to find him there, and so she bought a bus ticket.
On board, the last seat
available was next to a very strange boy with only one eye and no nose. When Chikeyti sat down, the boy spoke to her
straight away.
“Hi! I’m Cyclopesiti. What’s your name?”
“My name is Chikeyti. I’m sorry,
but I have to ask. What happened to your
face?”
Cyclopesiti rose quickly, stepped
over her and jumped off the bus.
Chikeyti watched from the window as he ran into a nearby wood. She was stunned by her behavior, but she knew
that the bear charm had something to do with her new assertiveness.