The DailyDyl

Asher frequents several stores, but there’s one particular shop he likes best. Although small in size, this store exudes a cool vibe, and Asher always discovers something appealing. Upon entering, his eyes immediately gravitate towards a striking blue rock that captures his attention.

The store clerk Mr. Blair comes up from behind Asher and whispers “That’s a nice rock you have picked out.”

Asher jumped back and responded with “Yes and how much are you asking for the rock?” 

He responds now in a normal tone with “For my favorite customer free of charge.” 

Asher nodded and walked out and thought to himself “I have been going to this store for years and never has Mr Blair given me something for free.” 

Walking home was different than usual. It was quiet too quiet. Moments later an alarm goes off and a burglar runs past him. 

In his mind, he quietly hoped, “Maybe he’ll lose his footing,” and almost coincidentally, the burglar slipped.

Asher’s eyes widened as the burglar slipped and fell to the ground. It had to be a coincidence. Asher shrugged and walked home. He got home and put the rock down on his dresser. 

After saying hi to his family, his sister started bothering him. Intrigued by the peculiar coincidence of the burglar slipping, he pondered whether there was a connection. “I wish she’d leave me alone and go to her room for a nap,” he thought to himself. Miraculously, just as he hoped, she followed his imagined scenario, heading to her room to take a nap.

He suddenly became aware of something in his pocket—it was the blue rock he had acquired earlier in the day. “But how did it make its way from my dresser to my pocket?” the boy wondered. 

Asher noticed that his hands had turned blue, and he attributed it to the rock. Tired, he headed back upstairs and decided to take a nap. A few hours later, his mom woke him up for dinner.

He askesd, “What’s for dinner?” She replied, “broccoli soufflé,” while he thought to himself, “I wish we had pizza instead.”

 Just as he had experienced before, his thoughts seemed to shape reality. When he descended the stairs, pizza adorned the table instead of the anticipated broccoli soufflé. After dinner, he prepared for bed and drifted off to sleep. However, the following day, upon waking up, he found himself in an unfamiliar place. Everything surrounding him was blue.

Moments later people came to greet him. Puzzled, he inquired, “Where am I?” A tall boy replied, “Inside the rock.” Asher’s eyes widened, and he questioned in bewilderment, “Inside the rock?”

The tall boy explained, “After making three wishes, you get transported into the rock, just like all of us. And now look, the rock has chosen its next victim.”

Asher lifted his head and saw a young girl picking up the rock and putting it in her pocket. He now realized why the rock was free. 

Inquiring about the origins of the rock, Asher addressed the group, and they all replied in unison, “From Mr. Blair’s shop.”

 At that moment he realized he would be there forever.