A tale of people who weren't careful with what they wished for.
Hark at the wind
Father wish for 200 pounds
I have warned you
It was a stormy night. Mr. White and his son were playing chess. Mr. White was distracted and his son took the victory. Mrs. White was knitting by the fireplace having a joyful time listening to her husband and son. Then they suddenly heard a knock at the door.
I wish my son alive again
It was Sergeant-Major Morris. He came with this thing called the monkey's paw. Apparently it could grant three people three wishes, but with a price. The Sergeant warned the Whites but Mr. White and his son thought nothing of his warnings. Mr. White then took the monkey's paw and wished for 200 pound
He's here, it's my Herbert
Later on that evening, after Herbert went to work, Mr. and Mrs. White were waiting for him. Then there was a knock at the door. It was a stranger. He stepped into the house and proceeded to explain what happened to Herbert. "He was caught in the machinery", the stranger said. "The company has given you 200 pounds".
I wish for my son to be a peace
Mrs. White had come up with an idea. She told her husband to wish for their son to be alive again. So that was when Mr. White made his second wish.
They had waited for minutes but nothing had happened after the wish. Mr. White then said, "see I told you it was nothing but a mere coincidence". Suddenly there was knocking at the door.
Mr. White desperately and frantically searched for the monkey's paw. Hoping that he can get to it in time before the figure, that was at one point his son, was in their home. He finally found it and heaved out cries as he said his last wish. Which calmed the skies and silenced the rain. It was the end.