Young Writers Society

The world explodes because of the imbalance of positive and negative energy.

I wish I could hit that one note from The Sister Act.

Granted, but now that is the only note you can hit.

I wish I could play an instrument well.

The only instrument you can ever play well is a chipped oboe, so you sound like a dying duck anyways.

I wish you couldn't corrupt my wish.

Error message: 301 - The wish system has malfunctioned.

Granted, but I'm corrupting someone else's so your wish ends up being corrupted.

I wish the world would end.

Yes the world as we know it ends, but the apocalypse goes on forever!

Make a wish, r4!

Anyways, to jazzydracula:

Granted, the world will end, but God will get angry and create another!

I wish that I was a demigod!

Granted, but you die within the first hour.

I wish that life was fair.

Granted, but the only way that happens is Two-Face goes around killing people.

I wish I could climb a mountain.

Granted, but the mountain's peak continually grows and is undescendable.

I wish I were a Time Lord.

Granted, but unfortunately you have ADHD and got distracted in the in-between time warp when you were going back to the 80's and now you are stranded in the space time continuum.

I wish my life was a musical.

Granted, but you don't have a break from singing and thus you die from not having enough water and such.

I wish I could leave school.

Granted, but you will never have enough knowledge and end up not getting anywhere in life.

I wish I could grant everyone on Earth eternal life.

When no ever dies resources quickly run out and everyone goes back to being primal, eventually becoming dinosaurs again and recreating history where life gets wiped out again.

I wish I could graduate school and become a teach in the South, and marry a famous country music star.

Granted, but now you can only graduate school, so you can't get a job or anything, and you get tired of teaching a group of horrible children and the famous country music star sings all day until the windows break.

I wish I could write better.

granted but you are locked in a room with no windows and can only write when the sun is up. Eventually you run out of resources to use to write with and no one ever gets to read your master pieces.

I wish I could have been born in the fifties.