The Wishing Map 87

Have you ever created something, and then watched it take on a life beyond you?

Mitch Teemley

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Note: To read The Wishing Mapfrom the beginning, click here.

The Wishing Map

Chapter Nineteen: The Naim Games (Continued)

Previously: Zack gathered the naims (gnomes) for a storytelling contest.

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Zack walked out to the middle of the field. He was petrified. He loved to pretend, loved to do funny voices and act crazy and make his friends laugh, but this was different. He’d been unsympathetic the night Gina froze up at the Mid-Mid (Middleton Middle School) Promotion Ceremony, but now he understood. Twenty thousand naims were staring at him, and the only way he would get through this was to become someone other than himself.

“Hey-fah!”

“Hey-fah, Master Zaggy!”

“Welcome to the first ever Naimian’s Greaty-est Storysmith contest!” He directed the crowd’s attention to the south end of the field where sixty Root Naims entered carrying ten big planks of virgin rainbowwood. They squeezed past Bulgy…

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Writer, Filmmaker, Humorist, Thinker-about-stuffer
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