The Footprints

That one day I can’t forget the day I first saw the footprints. The footprints were not normal footprints that a human would make but ones an animal like a dog would make. I started following them but they always lead me to the small beach by our house, the one I couldn’t go to.

Then one day I followed it onto the beach knowing that if I got caught I would get in trouble but not caring about it. The footprints continued to the middle of the beach where a stick was stuck into the ground.

Then sand started flinging everywhere next to the stick so I knew now that it was a dog. I saw something wooden in the sand so I started digging with the dog. We had found a wooden box with something inside that was clinking around.

When she opened the box she found a small bottle full of a beautiful blue colored liquid. I picked it up and out of the box then a small drop of the liquid dripped out of what looked like a crack in the bottle and landed on the dog who was now at her feet.

When the blue liquid landed on the dog she could finally see him. He was a beautiful brown dog with black spots, but what was even more surprising was he then spoke to her in a little British accent

“Thank you Amber” he said “Wait how do you now my name and how can you talk and why were you invisible?” I asked him “Oh so many questions ok. 1, I heard your mom calling you Amber. 2, A spell was cast on me, and 3, another spell was cast on me.” He replied.

“Oh” I had said back “Well can I have you as a pet would you mind that? I’ve always wanted a dog.” “Oh yes! I would love that” he said so we walked home withy me finally being able to see him.