Tigers of the wild

    As I walked home from the bus stop that Monday, I wondered if Mondays could get any worse.  I mean, first of all, Mondays were bad just because they were, well, Mondays.  The start of the school week, the first day after an all too short weekend that you have to wake up early and lug around a backpack that weighs as much as you.  There's endless lists of what makes Mondays so bad, but to sum it up simply, they were Mondays.  
    To make it worse, the heat was incredible.  I loved rain and cold weather, that I didn't mind, but heat was just horrible.  In the cold, at least you can wear a bunch of layers and keep warm, but in the warmth, all you could do, at the most, was wear a shirt and some shorts.  Plus, heat was blinding,  made your throat ache, and in the warm air, all you wanted to do was jump into an ice cold pool and stay there forever. 
     So as I walked home on a Monday, in the heat, my backpack weighing me down, I wondered, can days, especially Mondays, get any worse?  I thought through possibilities, and came to my conclusion that no, they couldn't.  I didn't think so.  I wondered if something good would ever happen on a Monday.  Really, can something good ever happen on a Monday? 
     Then I saw it.  In the sun, it's shiny white coating that never seemed to dull shone bright, grasping my attention.  It was round in shape, just like a ball, and what I thought was odd was that it was jsut like a ball. It had no creases or cracks indicating that it opened up or was anything besides a heavy, shiny, glass-like ball.  But, still, it's coating was so shiny, it looked like some sort of high-tech machine or robot, yet it couldn't be anything other than some sort of shiny toy.  It lay still in the dirt beside the sidewalk, and it looked quite heavy, because, though the dirt was soft, it was about an inch or two deep into it, looking as if it was very slowly sinking into the earth's crust, hidden forever. 
     I walked up to it and picked it up.  I was surprised that it was so light, it weighed probably a pound at most, yet it looked so heavy.  I was also surprised when I touched it, and it made a sort of bubble noise, and formed a blue circle around my hand. When I moved it away it remained a moment longer, a blue print where my hand had been, then vanished. I sat down, and touched the orb-like thing again with my hand that wasn't holding it, in a different spot, and the same thing happened. It was as if it was showing my handprints or something, yet I looked closely at it, and it still was completely clean and smooth, with no prints at all.  I wondered how it's shiny coating didn't pick up fingerprints at all. 
     I touched it all over, watching as the same thing happened, as if the whole ball was touch-sensitive, like a touch screen or something.  Then, suddenly, when I put my hand directly on top of the orb, though I was still sure there were no lines showing this was nothing other than a touch-sensitive odd ball, the top half of it flipped open, stopping halfway up like a laptop, just with a rounded back and bottom.  There was a screen on it, and it was completely flat, also not picking up fingerprints.  I looked down into the bottom half, but I could not see the bottom of it. It was just dark, as if stretching down into nothingness. I reached my hand down, but I felt my hand stretching down as far as I could, and still reaching nothing.
    The screen flicked on.  It was blue, and in the center was white. It began to talk, and as it did so, it also wrote what it said on the screen.
    "Hello, my name is Wish," it said in light, sweet female voice.  It was casual, not even robotic, it was as if someone was really talking. "What's yours?"
    Then the screen changed to say "Name:" and then had empty spaces, ready to get my name as soon as I said it.  Then I remembered I still had to get home, and I couldn't be sitting near the sidewalk talking to a strange orb-like thing. I closed the open top easily and put Wish into my backpack, then continued walking home. 
   
    When I arrived, I went up to my room, as I usually did to do my homework(though, luckily, I'd finished it at school during my whole lunch, so I was hungry), and took Wish out.  I touched the top of it, as I did last time to open it, and, as I thought, it opened right up. 
   "Hello, again," Wish said in that same casual voice. "It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Wish." 
   "Hello, Wish," I said, a little nervous. How was I supposed to talk to a strange robot orb?  "My name is Jane Richards.  What exactly are you?"
   "I'm just what my name says," Wish responded. "I am a super extroardinary orb with unknown capabilities." 
   "Unknown capabilities?" I asked, confused. 
   "I can make an unlimited amount of wishes come true, even those you thought impossible. As you get to know me better, you'll see more of what I mean," Wish replied. 
   "Can you just give me a guided tour, since you don't have an instruction manual?" I asked hopefully. 
   "I'm sorry, I don't have a guided tour," Wish said kindly, "But you can start learning more by just wishing for something. The first thing that comes to your mind."
   "Sure," I said, a smiled spreading across my face. "I wish tomorrow would be Saturday.  And I wish that it's the perfect temperature; not too cold, not too hot." 
   "Okay, no problem, Jane," Wish said brightly.  We'd wait until tomorrow, then.  But even I was starting to wonder what I'd find when I woke up.