As Janie walked for several hours she soon came upon a man, farily old who was writing something on a sheet of torn and tattered paper."exuse me, sir" Janie said which apparently startled the man. "what? Who are you?" the man said to Janie. "well i'm Janie", who are you?" They call me Ryter, which is kind of obvious, since i'm writing, but that's what i'm called by everyone i know."
"Well ok then. Umm do you know where we are?" Janie asked hoping for an answer.
"no, I was hoping you did"
"How would I know i just fell asleep and bam! I'm here."
"how long?"
"how long what?"
"how long have you been here?"
"oh, only a few hours"
"lucky you"
"how long have you been here?"
"Oh, i don't know, and month or so"
"A MONTH?!"
"yeah"
"well, how'd you get here?"
" I honestly have no idea, and before you ask, no I don't know how to get out of here either"
"there must be a reason we're here so let's try to think"
"that's what i've been doing the whole time i've been here. That's whats on these pages"
Janie saw a stack of about 20 papers.
"where'd you get all that paper?"
"the strangest thing happened all i did was think about paper, and here it was."
"wow, that's amazing. How did you survive out here without any food or water?"
"same way i got paper"
"that's so amazing"
"yeah ,it is. Well better make yourself useful. Start practing wishing things up."
"how?"
"it's very very easy. Just think of something."
Janie thought of a tv. Soon a tv appeared about 3 feet away.
"whoa, that's so cool"
"good, you got the hang of it. Now try to think of something we can actually use out here"
Soon Janie was thinking about a bed, and it appeared. She thought of a few other things and they appeared also. After a few hours, Janie and Ryter had eaten and fallen asleep.
