It is Wednesday, August 12, 2009, and my mom and I are walking through Staples, shopping for school supplies. It was a week and a half until school started, and I had to remind her we needed stuff for school. It was crowded that day so it took a while to get from place to place. First we went to the back and got a binder along with some paper. When we saw the line, she got in line and had me go around to get stuff so we could leave quicker. I went to the pencils and got some mechanical ones, I got some pink erasers, and I got some expo markers and glue sticks. When I had gotten over to the notebooks, it had been about half an hour so I suspected my mom would be at the front of the line. I ran over to the notebooks and there were none on the shelf. None at all. I looked on nearby shelves and saw none. I saw the aisle was completely empty. I looked underneath the shelves and I saw a green notebook. I tried to reach for it and I caught hold of it. When it was in the light, I saw it had a star on the front of it, along with dots in each space between. It looked okay, so I just kept that one and met up with my mom. I wasn't wrong when I thought she was at the front of the line.
"There you are, Peter," my mom said.
We went to the check stand, paid for our stuff (it took us a while because she couldn't find a tag on the notebook), and we went back to the car to go home.


I took all my stuff to my room to put it in my backpack. But then I realized I forgot to get a new backpack. I thought I might as well try my new pencils to see if they work. So I opened my notebook and wrote "backpack". It worked perfectly fine. But then a backpack fell into my lap. I looked around to see if my mom was watching. She was in the kitchen making soup for dinner. I looked back at the new backpack. I realized then I got a notebook with magical powers. I wrote down "a notebook" and I watched a regular notebook fall in front of me. I picked up the new one and wrote "TV". Nothing had happened. I picked up the old one and wrote "magic notebook" and an identical notebook to the one I was carrying at the moment appeared. I thought this was amazing. I got two more magic notebooks and put the three new ones under my bed. I remembered Chris and I wanted to give him one too. I took the old one I got from staples and walked down the sidewalk towards Chris's house. As I was walking, I saw a cat crossing the street. It caught my attention, but I was still walking forward. I then tripped, dropping the notebook. When I looked back up, it was gone. I looked behind and saw a kid with a rooster hat, a blue shirt, and a backpack running from me as fast as possible. I realized that wasn't Chris.
"Get back here kid!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
A notebook fell out of his backpack, but he kept running. I took the notebook and opened it to see who it was. I read through the whole notebook and on the final page it said in fine print: This notebook is property of Maxwell.