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It's a silly wish, Madoka knows--almost as silly as the doodles of sparkly outfits in her notebook. It's a greedy one, too: she already has Sayaka and Mami, her sisters-in-arms. But even with them it'll be a lonely life fighting witches. This is so hard. How can she wish for something when all she really wants is the thing itself? To help people? To be a magical girl?
A real magical girl wouldn’t be so selfish.
It's a good thing she isn't a magical girl yet.
"I wish for a new friend," Madoka tells Kyuubey with all her heart.