[ WP ] `` You may have one wish granted . '' `` I want all my debts cleared . '' `` How much do you owe ? '' `` You misunderstand . My debts are not monetary . ''

`` Then, what are they?'' The genie, whom I found buried as a necklace besides the body I had dug out, asked me, its face hidden by a veil. 
 
 `` They are... personal. I had grew up spoilt and I am now in tatters. I wish to make amends with my family, of whom they have cast me out. Unfortunately, they have died. I have a request. Can you send me back to when I was but of a child, so I may undo my mistakes?'' I requested, staring down at scarred hands. 
 
 `` Your wish may be done, but know that it sha n't be in the way you mean.'' The genie's voice made me look up and I gape at its glasgow grin and shrieked in pain as my body burned, my heart pounding, and my eyes boiling. 
 
.. 
 
 I woke up, my eyes are open, but I am. I am unfeeling. The first sight that greets me is a ceiling of posters. The posters that I've seen hung on the ceiling of my brother's room... 
 
 I rushed to find the mirror I knew he has often kept in the corner of my room. 
 
 I'm him. 
 
 I'm my brother. 
 
 `` Jared, can you open the bottle for me please?'' 
 
 I blink at the high pitched voice and look down. It's me, when I was six. Before the realisation that turned me bitter at seven of time and its infamous effects leading to the unescapable clutches of death. 
 
 I gulped and smiled hesitantly at my younger self. `` Of course, Ashley.'' 
 
 I turned the cap and heard the satisfying pop, before handing it to my younger self. 
 
 `` Thanks bro!'' My younger self- Ashley chimed in before gulping down the apple juice as if dying from thirst. 
 
 `` You're welcome, Ash.'' 
 
 Baby brown eyes blinked slowly and looked up at me with suspicion. `` You've never called me Ash before...'' 
 
 I twitched my eyes, were all children like me at that age? `` Well, I will now. Two syllables is far too long for me.'' 
 
 `` Lazy! I'll tell mom!'' 
 
 I paled. `` M-Mom? Is she home? What about dad?'' 
 
 Nod. `` They are! Mum's cooking our favourite pasta! Dad's just watching some drama on the TV.'' 
 
 `` Ash, er, hey, listen. I know I have n't been a great older brother, but promise me you'll listen to us and be more agreeable alright? Mum and dad's not doing so great themselves, so... be a good kid alright?'' I told younger me, Ash, awkward advice considering I never did follow it, did I? Did Jared, the real one, oh what happened to him now that I'm him? ever tell me? I ca n't recall. 
 
 I hurry past the door to head down and break down and apologise for no reason whatsoever to them before I feel a death grip around my chest pull me back. 
 
 _Your debt has been done_ 
 
 I yelped as my entire being was downed in freezing ice cold water and plunged my vision to darkness. _What?! No, it has n't, I've yet to... _ 
 
 _Take a look at yourself now._ 
 
 I blink and look down at my hands. Unscarred, no blemish in sight. Then, I look up and stare at a ceiling covered with a calendar and to-do lists and tasks and then I faint as an overwhelming amount of information forced itself into my head. 
 
 18th of December. 2029. 
 
 Tuesday. 3 PM. Family meeting. 
 
 I woke up. I look around until I see the genie, its veil is down again, thank goodness, stare at me. `` I'm... I'm thirty years old, with a family? I have three children, one a pair of identical female twins, and the other a male. I'm no longer digging graves to scrap by, I'm... I'm a business owner.'' 
 
 I weep and rub my eyes dry of my tears. `` Thank you.'' 
 
 The veil is gone and I shriek, backing away against the wall. 
 
 `` Time's up.'' The eery stitches smile at me perpetually and I gulp. 
 
 `` P-Pardon?'' 
 
 `` You never did question why you found me besides a body in a grave did you?'' It asked me, frozen smile seemingly widening. 
 
 I widen my eyes and feel my heart hammer. _No, No, No! _ 
 
 `` Yes'' The genie purred at me, floating closer and closer. `` I'm not any normal genie. I... I am not the benevolent kinds, I am... the malicious ones, the'an eye for an eye' type, and I shall... take your life for me.'' 
 
 I whimper as stitch by stitch were unwoven and a monstrosity awaited me inside of its maws. `` Do not be afraid... this sha n't... hurt much.'' 
 
 _CHOMP_ 
 
 I shrieked with a gruelling pitch even I was n't aware I had the capability of reaching and... I was stuck. I was n't dead. I was still alive, but I felt dead and I watched crushed beneath this horrendous being's other victims as we all wailed for freedom but never achieved it. 
 
 The monster smiles with my smile and looks at my children and significant other with a cruel glint in my eyes as the necklace settles pleasantly around my neck, never to be taken off, even as it sleeps and showers and murders for joy carelessly. 
 
 We weep as we watched our loved ones maliciously being played around with by this monster as more fools were entranced by the promises of wishes and hope. 
 
 
 **The end** 
 
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 I love horror!:' )
