You contemplated on your next wish, but before you made your final decision, and before you planted the delicate green drop in your mouth, your eyes widened with remembrance.
"Oh no," you thought to yourself, "I was supposed to see Stacey right now!" Without hesitation, you threw the bag back onto the table beside you, and immediately rushed out the front door, slamming the door behind you. Completely oblivious to the unlimited source of power that rested in the palm of your hand moments ago, you feared that the wrath of your girlfriend was more important than some superstitious candy.
While you were away to meet up with your girlfriend, somebody turned up and discovered the mysterious bag of candy.
NOTE: From this point on, we are changing POV's, meaning that this story will no longer be about Eddy Burton, but instead, someone else, particularly in the family. But who's POV are we going to follow from now on?
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