Grow Your Own Gargoyle

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Wendy clutched her Slime Sisters comic book. She saved her allowance to buy all kinds of things that were in the back of the comic. She had bought talking fish, dancing dolls, living pet rock, giant super heroes, and all kinds of other stuff.

She’d run to get the mail. “My giant super heroes are here.” Wendy had opened it up, but they weren’t as big as a child like in the ad. In small print were the words “not actual size.”

All the other things she had sent for didn’t work right either. The dolls didn’t have batteries and broke after just two days. The living rock was not alive, and all the other toys and games she bought were lying twisted and broken in a heap on her bed.She sat on the floor and frowned.

“Can I come in?” her Mom, Mrs. Delane, asked.

Wendy nodded. Mrs. Delane moved some of the junk away and sat down. She had a tiny package in her hand. “Maybe you shouldn’t send for any more toys?” Mrs. Delane said, “but you have one more package.”

Wendy took the package. It said “The Living Gargoyle Co.”

“I forgot all about this,” Wendy said. She opened the package and there were two very small gargoyles with pointy ears, and a small piece of paper.

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