be careful what you wish for Written by R. L. Stine
man, yeah. Whoa. It's like opening your ears and getting gravel poured into them.
Where are you? Are you in that hut?
Wouldn't that make you go blind or something?
I dun remember.
Did you remember? You know?
Gasp.
I sure do. It's like having everything I want right at my fingertips.
Close your eyes.
I live in this room now.
