Gone forever. It was terrible writing though. I mean, this is literally the second ever story I’d written–it was bad. Also, it was focused on hetero characters, because I was too scared to write gay characters into my stories. It did have a pretty decent wishing device, however.
The idea was, the genie could grant wishes, but only if the person making the wish gave up something else of equal value. The rest of the story was basically a riff on “Gift of the Magi”. The main character would wish for something, and then lose something he realizes he wants more. He wishes for money and loses his relationship with the girl of his drems. He’s angry, and he wishes he could be somewhere else, somewhere where he could be happy, and he ends up on an idyllic island with the perfect body, but he’s still lonely. He wishes for his girlfriend back, and in exchange he turns old and ugly. She no longer wants to be with him, so he wishes she was his slave, and he gives up his morals, kills her by accident, and when he tries to wish things back to what they were, the genie tells him he can’t wish for anything else, because he no longer has anything worthwhile in his life. The genie leaves, the guy kills himself, tragedy, blah, blah.
Maybe if I get the time and inspiration I’ll write an updated version of it or something. I’ll go ahead and add it to my miles long to-do list.
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