Ginger was a magic maker. She made magic potions, magic creatures, and magic spells. One cold afternoon, Ginger realized she was done with her dreary town. She was done with the gloomy skies and black and white buildings. She wanted color. She wanted a rainbow.
Ginger rushed to her laboratory in the attic. She got out a jar of paprika and dumped it all in a bowl. She grabbed a bag of fruit and threw in an orange, peel and all! Ginger took from her tiny black fridge a bottle of mustard. She squeezed the bottle until there was nothing left, and then tossed it aside. In went a jar of green bell peppers, a splash of blue food coloring, a bunch of grapes, and some purple Gatorade. Then Ginger began to stir her concoction. She got out a long wooden spoon and started to spin it around in the pot. For seven days she did this. Each day the mixture turned a different color. Red on Sunday, orange on Monday, yellow on Tuesday, and so on. Once Ginger finished, she set down her spoon.
“My creation is finished!” she exclaimed. “I must find someone to test it on.” Ginger threw open her cabinets and grabbed a glass. She took a ladle and filled the glass to the brim. It shimmered and gleamed in the tall glass. The potion looked as if there actually was a rainbow in the glass. Ginger then pushed open the trap door with her foot and scrambled down the ladder with the glass in her hand. She rushed from her garage in to the house, slamming the door behind her.
Ginger wandered around the house opening bedroom doors and peeking in closets. She saw that her family was nowhere to be found. Ginger sighed.
“I guess I’ll try it myself.” She held the glass to her lips and took a small sip.
“Mmmm! Yummy!” she said aloud. Ginger looked down. She was gleaming. She was full of color. Her lab coat was blue, her winter boots were bright purple, and her hair was flaming red. She had dazzling green eyes and a bright yellow shirt with orange stripes. Ginger smiled and stepped out on to her front porch.
Ginger walked down the sidewalk. She was changing things. Suddenly there were spots, stripes, and color everywhere! Ginger was halfway through town when she realized something. Her glass was no longer empty. It was half full. Half full with murky, black, goo. All of the darkness had been sucked in to the cup! Ginger kept walking, and she finally returned home. The town was now beautiful. Ginger went up to her newly colored lab. She took the glass full of goo and put it in to a cabinet… just in case.