number 7

a class of 14 2nd graders are led on stage by their teacher

 its night time and theya re at a plantetarium

all of a suddena  shooting star crosses the sky

teacher: ohhh class look a shooting star everyone make a wish

1: i wish i was rich

2: i wish i had a pony

3: i wish my mommy and daddy would get back together

4: i wish the old guy by the bus stop wouldnt make me feel sick when i wait for the bus

5: i wish i had suntan barbie

6: i wish i had a color tv in my bedroom

7: i wish i was dead

8: i wish i was prettier

9: i wihs i was skinnier

10:  i wish i had a baby brother

11: i wish i had all the video gams in the world

12: i wish i could listn to peoples thoughts

13: i wish i had my own room

14: i wish i didnt have to share my room with anybody

as soon as the wishes are said (they should be said at the same time)

number 7 drops dead and is transported to another world

the devil: hello hello hello and welcome to hell

number 7: are we really in hell

devil: yes sir you are

number 7: what happened?

devil: you wished you were dead, and it was granted.

number 7: oh, did everyone else get what they wished for?

devil: no

number 7: oh

why just me?

devil: you saw the star fist, so it was yours to wish on.

number 7: where are the flames?

devil: sorry kid, not to dissapoint, thats all a myth

number 7: hmm...

devil: what?

number 7: i dont know, being dead feels funny

devil: how so

number 7: i guess it doesnt feel that much different then being alive.

devil: well yeah