Corrupt A Wish

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Granted, but the well soon runs dry and you wasted your luck on silly things.

I wish I was taller.

Granted! Now you are 7 feet 8 inches tall. You stick out like a sore thumb now!

I wish I had perfect 20/20 vision, and didn't have to rely on contacts or glasses.

Granted. Now you see all the spiders around you, even the very small ones.


I wish I was normal height.

No! Not spiders! Anything but spiders!

Granted! You are now 5 feet 6 inches tall (roughly 1.68 m), you are so average now that no one notices you at all.

I wish I knew how to sail a boat.

Granted. How on earth did you end up in the Sea of Tranquility?? Well at least Luna is spider free.

I wish you’d send me a postcard from the Moon while you’re there.

Granted! The postcard will be sent along with a bag of moon dust...which turns out to be highly toxic, and you get deathly ill.

I wish to keep my feet on planet earth.

Now where’s the fun in that?

Granted. Your lovely sailboat will never leave dock.

I wish there was a cure for toxic moon dust.

Granted! They find a cure of toxic moon dust, but not before it does permanent damage to your lungs.

I wish to have a little beach house on Martha's Vineyard, and to be able to sail my boat on Nantucket Sound away from the dock.

Granted. Oh no! Those dang storms! That beautiful boat! Her masts broken, her sails torn, the hull ripped open by the cliff you crashed into… What a sad sight the boat is now. And your beach house blew a way in the storms. How very unfortunate!

I wish I was healthy in every way possible.

Granted! You are the picture of perfect health, but you'll have to watch as everyone around is sick and suffering.

I wish there were no storms to ruin my dreams.

Granted. There are no storms. In fact, there are no winds at all. Do you have any idea how boring sailboats are without wind?

I wish I had the power to heal.

Granted! You have healing powers now. Such a big responsibility! Not only can you heal yourself, but you can heal others. Everyone from around the world pays you a visit to be healed by you. You are so busy healing others that you don't have time to live your life the way you want to, and you crack under the pressure!

I wish I could see into the future.

Hell is other people. Sartre -_-

Granted. Now you’re the one who is sought by everyone. Everyone wants you to predict their future. Day in, day out. You’re never left alone. Some weird cult gets the idea that like Paul the psychic octopus you don’t predict the future, you make it. They decide to kill you. You have to enter the witness protection program and will always have to live under pseudonym, afraid of your own shadow. (And spiders!) Always on the run, because these fanatics are so good trackers and so numerous they find you anywhere you go. What a wonderful power you got

I wish I could only heal those I wanted to heal, and no one would ever know.

Granted! No one will know, but you will no longer be able to tell who needs healing. Tough break!

I wish I had an invisibility cloak to hide from the crazy cult members, and the power to make spiders disappear with my mind.

Granted, but the invisibility cloak doesn’t work the way you expect it to. While you’re wearing it, it takes you outside of this universe – to the very place where you dump the spiders!

I wish I could always know who needs my super powers and then I’d act on it without fail. And they’d never know.

Granted! You are all knowing of who needs your powers....you even have the power to bring people back from the dead, but your powers get misfired and you are unable to predict who will be brought back to life. Hopefully it isn't Hitler!

I still wish to stay on earth, but a spider free earth.