Running as quickly as I can, my foot got stuck under a root. Trying and trying to get my foot out it wouldn’t budge, I started yelling, no one came, I mumbled under my breath “I wish I wasn’t stuck.”
“Your wish is my command” said a voice
“W-who’s there?”I stuttered
“It is I, the great oak, and I am no ordinary oak. I am a magic oak sent to grant wishes?”
“I wish I wasn’t stuck.”
“Babee you shall now be a tree”he cursed.
My wish was not granted and I was stuck as a tree forever.