The Genie
It is Friday afternoon, and you are looking forward to a long weekend. While walking home from school you choose to take a shortcut through the woods.
You spy a metallic object by a tree. Picking it up, you discover that it is an old brass bottle. You figure that it is tooheavy to be empty, so you open it to see what's inside.
Blue smoke instantly jets forth from it. It flies to the space in front of you and takes the form of a beautiful girl. She has long red hair. Here robes are as blue as her smoke.
"Thank you," she speaks as she bows slightly. "It feels so good to have some frsh air after two centuries of being in that bottle."
You begin to suspect what she might be. "Are you a genie?" you ask.
She laughs, "What was your first clue? My name is Djinni, and you get three wishes."
Your mind races with all of the posibilities. This is a life changing expericance not to be wasted.
"So do you know what to wish for?" Djinni asks.
You spy a metallic object by a tree. Picking it up, you discover that it is an old brass bottle. You figure that it is tooheavy to be empty, so you open it to see what's inside.
Blue smoke instantly jets forth from it. It flies to the space in front of you and takes the form of a beautiful girl. She has long red hair. Here robes are as blue as her smoke.
"Thank you," she speaks as she bows slightly. "It feels so good to have some frsh air after two centuries of being in that bottle."
You begin to suspect what she might be. "Are you a genie?" you ask.
She laughs, "What was your first clue? My name is Djinni, and you get three wishes."
Your mind races with all of the posibilities. This is a life changing expericance not to be wasted.
"So do you know what to wish for?" Djinni asks.