Forever (microfiction)

In a forgotten corner of a dim basement in a Georgia antique shop, Roberta squealed in delight.

She rubbed the lamp again.

“And what is your third wish, Mistress?”

“To be beautiful forever!” she cried. “No wrinkles, no gray hair!”

The genie’s smile revealed jagged teeth. It waved its hand and vanished.

Roberta screamed as her hands flew up and touched her plastic face.




Microprose Writing Challenge: Create a story about performing magic in exactly 64 words

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  1. Ha, that's a good one.Not the kind of magic, Roberta expected!

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