There it was, sitting on the kitchen counter...
The thing I have longed for most is my most prized possession, just sitting there, waiting for someone or something to grab it, well not today. I walk over and pick it up. It's so beautiful and all nice and clean that is until kids start running in and touch it with their nasty fingers from eating cheeto puffs. They all crowd around and look at it in amazement all questioning what it is and trying to reach to touch it as i hold it out of reach. They all sat down nicely and waited for me to set it down, I set the sweet cute puppy with a ribbon down and took the ring that was with the ribbon. They all start screaming and saying "soo cute" as I put the ring on and walk outside into the garden to meet someone special and loved by me and all the kids.
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Short story: There it was, sitting on the kitchen counter....
RandomThis is just a really short story with the prompt of "There it was, sitting on the kitchen counter".
