Granted, but you spelled Heaven wrong so you become nothing.
I wish I had my Keyblade back from the Heartless that stole it. *COUGH! COUGH! FIREVSICE! COUGH! COUGH!*
Granted, but the jar hits you on the head and the banshee tears infect you and poison your bloodstream, causing you to slowly die.
I wish that I was determined enough to finish a story.