Corrupt a Wish

Granted, but now you can't stop working and you never have any time for fun.

I wish I had a good wish.

Granted, but then someone corrupts it.


I wish I didn't have to work today.

Granted: you're fired!

I wish I could afford to go to college.

Granted, but you fail all your classes and end up flipping burgers anyway.

(Have you tried applying for financial aid/scholarships?)

I wish my room were clean.

Granted, but a freak hurricane lands right in your room, and your room alone, and then you wake up and realize it was a dream the entire time your room was clean.

I wish MY room was clean and it DIDN'T turn out to be a dream. I've actually had that dream before...

Granted. You are a hobo on the dirtiest street in New York City, in the cleanest cardboard box the world has ever seen. At night, the other hobos come and steal your box, then have a fight over it, which ends in the box being ripped to shreds, and you waking up in the morning to a nice blanket of snow.

I wish I'd managed to get to that band concert on time (I had a track meet right before it, and I didn't manage to change fast enough)

Granted. You get there on time, only to find a riot broke out and you get trampled. If you would have shown up late, you could have avoided it all!

I wish I wrote more often.

Granted, but you stare into your computer so much, you go blind, and can never read again, as you never could get the hang of Braille.

I wish my mom hadn't caught me with that pancake...

Granted, but now she's caught you with the syrup. tsk tsk.

I wish I didn't have to clean my room. (try and mess up that one)

(She actually did catch me with the syrup. Or rather, with part of a pancake dipped into the left-over syrup. Oops.)

Granted. Your room is already clean, because you are moving, you've already put your stuff in the moving truck. Or rather, moving ship. You going to Antartica. Enjoy your stay!

I wish LB would approve of my story (LB is a she)

Granted, but nobody else does. They all think it's horrible and they throw fruits and veggies at you as you walk down the street!

I wish I were fourteen like Serina so I could go to TAC next year with everyone else.

Granted. She approves of it so much, in her enthusiasm she accidentally deletes the file entirely, and shreds any paper copies.

I wish I read faster.

Granted, now you read so fast that there's nothing else for you to read and you have to wait long periods of time for more books to come out because you've read everything in existance.

I wish my last wish was granted.

Granted, your last wish was granted, but the system has forgotten what it was and so they delay the granting of this wish for 50-years; "the system" has really out of date computers. (The system XD now wishes are granted by a system?)

I wish I made more sense.

Granted, now you read so fast that there's nothing else for you to read and you have to wait long periods of time for more books to come out because you've read everything in existance.

Do you know how incredibly annoying that is? Because it does actually happen. And it sucks.

Granted, but now you're boring. The only people who want to talk to you are boring, and on the inside, you wish you could jibber away in nosense, the way you used to do. Eventually, you hang yourself from the window of your penthouse apartment in NYC (because you had to be near the stockmarket after you made your first billion) using your most boring dark red tie.

I wish I had a cookie.