Once in a lonely town I was standing by a cold, stone wishing well. If the legends were correct the wishing well would grant you a wish. You could only have one wish in your whole life. I had a piece of paper in my hand, containing my only wish. I tossed it into the well. Suddenly a graceful, tiny fairy appeared.Then I found myself in Fairyland! I looked in front and behind. Which way? I saw fairies everywhere! My wish had come true! Eventually, it was time to come home. After that day, I always went to Fairyland.