I will never forget when I found that blue stainless steel water bottle while hiking in the desert on my 19th birthday, the harsh sunlight beating down on me. The bottle was just sitting there in the sand near some cacti and tumbleweeds. As soon as I opened it to take a sip of cold water, out came this male genie who told me that I was his master and I had three wishes.

My first wish was to be the most beautiful woman in the world. Obviously. What I didn’t know was that the love of my life would be killed on the day of our wedding as he was driving to the venue. A drunk driver collided with his car causing both vehicles to spin out of control and my fiancé was killed. The driver had some broken bones but nothing else and got no jail time.

The second wish is revenge. I wanted the drunk driver who killed my fiancé to be murdered. The genie granted my wish, but what I wasn’t expecting was to be standing over the body holding a knife and police officers telling me to put the knife down.

I got life in prison without any chance of parole, 27 years old and my life is over. I still have one wish left and it’s been years since I last saw the genie. Sitting in my jail cell, I yell, “Genie, I have one wish left and I want to use it now.” The genie popped into my cell and asked, “Master, you look so good. What is your last wish?”

“Isn’t it obvious!? I wish I was anywhere but here in prison,” I snarl. Next thing I know, I am somewhere even smaller and colder than my jail cell. It’s so dark in here, wherever here is. All of a sudden I am being thrown around and feel whatever I am in fall over.

Four Years Later:

An elderly man walks through the desert and finds a blue stainless steel water bottle. He picks it up and a woman comes out. He sees that she is young and beautiful. She puts her hand to her heart and sighs before proclaiming, “Master, you have three wishes. How may I be of service to you?”