Last week, my best friend, Amy, invited me to a magic show. I immediately accepted her request partly due to the fact that I had never seena magic show before in my lifetime. Just as we both reached the place, we had to jostle our way through the crowd. The show started and it was going on smoothly. The crowd went wild as he performed yet another attention-grabbing magic trick. Everyone cheered wildly and I could not help but giggle. The poor woman stood in the centre, very much embarrassed, the magician was quite proud of what he had fished out from under her clthes: her BRASSIERE. There was more to come. The slighlty scary-looking man smiled mysteriously at the audience, his eyes showing the faintest glimmer of excitement. The man wearing a checked shirt picked out a card from the deck without showing it to anyone and the magician threw it into the air together with the rest of the cards, the bright sunlight glinting on its surface. Then, his hand reached into the man's shirt pocket and he produced a card with a flourish: the ace of spades; the EXACT same card the man had chosen earlier on! The magician grinned, showing the audience the card. The man clapped in utter amazement, clearly bowled over by what had just happened. The magician proceeded to take of his hat, going round to collect money from the audience. Then he stopped at me. My smile SLOWLY tightened. He took hold of my arm and pulled me towards the centre of the performing area. I kept an encouraging smile on my face, my heart THUNDERING at such a tremendous speed. What was he going to do? Was he going to perform one of his wonderful tricks on me? I was excited yet nervous at the same time. He gave me something which seemed to be more like a wand and asked me to hold it. After a few seconds, I could hear giggles from pockets in the crowd. I did not understand why. Was it because something had happened? Had I lost my underwear just like the lady in the first trick? I kept my smile on while trying to anticipate what was going on. I turned to my right and I had a shock of my life. I saw that the wand that I was holding was not straight but bent. It seemed to be like goofy's ears. I got afraid, but then the wand came back to its originalposition in just a few minutes. However, this did not last long. The wand became curved again then after a few minutes straight again. These actions happened consecutively. Looking at that, I broke into laughter. I laughed till I nearly cried. Everyone surrounding me including the magician was laughing their heads off. From this event, I learnt to be always very prepared to face the WORST.

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