You make your wish: “i wish My husband is gone, Sandy is back, and I didn’t remember him at all”. You had gotten used to making wishes that your grammar was all weird. But suddenly, you saw your husband turn into you, into Pauline, and you shrink into the size of a 2 year old. “Oh shit”, you say as your mind gets rewritten.
“Hello mommy” you tell your mother, she picks you up. And takes you to the living room, where she turns on the tv and streams your favorite show. You start dancing at the tv.
Your wishing days are over, not that it matters, you have no memories of them.
THE END
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