𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐕𝐈.

the djinni's name is whisp and we have something in common: the directions of our unlives changed because of monster high. we shared our stories and struggles; neither of us has made the beast decisions, but we both want to be better monsters. we talked so much that whisp had to remind me i had three wishes. i asked her what to wish for, and she said, "i cannot tell you what to wish for, nor can i tell you what not to wish for, but i can say be scareful what you wish for." i laughed and told her that sounded ominous. she didn't see the humour in her statement. "wishes are tricky things," she replied. "they often have a mind of their own and don't always come true in the way you expected." i thought for a moment, and wished i could go back to monster high and fix the things i had broken. whisp rose into the air, her eyes glowing, and said, "as you wish." instantly, i was back at draculaura's sweet 1600 party, only i was dressed like a repairman - tool belt and all. headless headmistress bloodgood stood in front of me with her hands on her hips. "you need to repair the barrier around the pit of eternal body odor before another monster falls into it!" this wasn't what i meant by 'fixing what i had broken', and there was no way i was getting close to that pit again. that's when the other students saw me. a very large minotaur pointed his finger at me. "there he is again! throw him back in the pit!" i wished myself out of mh and back in my room just in time to avoid another dunking. two wishes down, one to go.