Sabrina is having one of those days. Not just an awesomely bad day. A Year-end Blow-out Bad Day. She's in hot water with Mr Kraft, the Witches' Council, her aunts and even Harvey.
Sabrina comes home, flops on her bed, zaps a TV onto her desktop and finds her favourite moving playing. She doesn't notice the troll, Roland, peeking into her window. "I wish I'd never been born!" she exclaims in frustration. Not really meaning it, of course, but Roland, not having any choice in the matter, enters the room and grants her wish.
Wish? What wish? Sabrina doesn't remember making a wish . . .
