The day Goldie died, he put it in a bag and walked to the park, where, sitting on a bench, he threw it straight up. That day was a load of bad luck.

Didn’t come back down. Could, though, anytime. If you sit there, they say you could catch it.

Angelica Jimenez is a writer who currently serves as editor-in-chief for her high school’s literary magazine, Sin Fronteras. She has also been published in 50-Word Stories and Friday Flash Fiction, including a story in their book, Editor’s Choice: Friday Flash Fiction Favourites.