One day, Ken bought some chocolates from a candy store. When he opened the wrapper, instead of chocolate he found a coupon. ‘Congratulations. This coupon will grant you three wishes,’ it said. Ken was angry. ‘Is this a joke? How can a coupon grant me wishes?’ he thought, ‘Let me think of something insane. A zombie attack.’ Suddenly, the window of the candy store crashed and in walked a zombie. It attacked the cashier and turned him into a zombie. Ken climbed onto a shelf, but the zombie started to shake it. “Gosh, this is true. I wish I was home,” cried Ken, squeezing his eyes shut. When he opened them, Ken lay on his bed, the ticket in his hand. He had one wish left. He walked into the kitchen to find a zombie attacking his mother. “Please, I wish things return to normal,” he cried. The zombie was gone. His mother hummed as she cooked dinner.
Three Wishes
