Novel & Cerita 7 Wish

After bringing me into this world, Mom develops postpartum depression. It lasts for 18 long years. On my fifth birthday, Dad buys me a small cake. Mom hurls it onto the floor. "I almost died giving birth to you, and you actually have the nerve to celebrate?" On my tenth birthday, Grandma forces me to kneel before Mom and press my forehead against the floor. "Your birthday is the day your mother suffered. You should be grateful she didn't strangle you at birth!" On my 15th birthday, I secretly make a wish, hoping Mom will get better soon. After overhearing me, she slaps me across the face. "I'll never get better as long as you're in my life!" On my 18th birthday, my family takes down m

“You’re in our world now. Wishes can come true. If I were you, I’d grab the opportunity.” “But would it still count, since it isn’t my birthday anymore?” I ask. “I say it’s worth a try,” Ariah urges. “We take wishes seriously around here. Now make one, and make it good.” “And most importantly, don’t tell anyone,” Nate adds. I sigh, leaning forward, and close my eyes. There’s a lot I can wish for. Yet the only thing I want more than anything right now is for my new friends to be the real deal. I won’t be able to handle any more heartbreak. Or more stagnant relationships that do more harm than anything.

"I had forgotten today was my birthday." I watched her. The woman who had shouldered so many wounds alone, who had risen from so many falls, was now surrounded by her own, surprised that someone thought to celebrate her. That was the real gift. The celebration flowed with laughter, hugs, and presents. Amelie opened each gift with disbelief, as if she couldn't accept that it was for her. When we finally lit the candles and sang "Happy Birthday," she closed her eyes and made a wish before blowing them out.

Before I left, the nurse asked, "Do you hate me for not letting you live the life of a wealthy child?" I turned back and replied, "No, I’m grateful."

I breathe out. He looks at me to say more but slowly I see the understanding fill his eyes, “You want to use the wish Oshmin offered you to free your people.” I nod slowly. “Mei, are you sure? You only get one opportunity, are you sure this is what you want to use your wish on?” He asks gently while holding his warm hand to my cheek. I relax closing my eyes leaning into his touch as the electricity it creates makes my body sing.

Annabelle widened her eyes in horror, the old fox's wish was like a curse to her! Kendrick laughed triumphantly, "It's your turn." Annabelle looked into the pool and since she had nothing to do, she decided to play a game. But what should I wish for? Did Kendrick let her go? She shook her head, knowing that she would leave him sooner or later, without needing to make a wish. Let's talk about a wish that definitely wouldn't come true. Remembering the figure that resembled the young master she had seen in the concert hall the previous night, Annabelle's lips curled up slightly, granting her wish.

“Would you say you had fun?” “When?” he asked. “From the moment you met me until right now,” Molly replied. “Would you say you had fun?” “Of course, I had fun, Molly,” he said softly. “I was with you.” “And would you say that the things we did, like helping the Brownstones with their decorations, helping out Hannah with her float. These are all things that Christmas Wishes does for the community. Would you say that doing those things felt worthwhile?” she asked. “Yes, I would agree with that,” Nicholas said. The memories felt good inside of his chest, clashing horribly with the guilt building in his stomach. “Doesn’t helping people always feel worthwhile?”

Maybe they'll also have a beautiful end after all this suffering. "Make a wish." He said suddenly. She looked astonished at his sudden suggestion. "What?" She scoffed and gave him a weird look. "Make a wish." He repeated as he nodded, sounding pretty serious. "...ok..." She said and found his request a little weird. They both closed their eyes and made a wish. She bit her lower lip and clenched her fists. "I wish to die." She wished, a torturous expression on her face, as she couldn't bear the pain anymore. His consoling made her feel better but she didn't have any reason to live on.

"Your wish is my command, your highness." ‧̍̊˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙ ˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙‧̍̊

I'm so lucky to have Ben in my life. "Blow out the candles and make a wish," said Ben. What do I wish for? What can I wish for? I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I wish that I find a person in my life who will be my person. I opened my eyes, blew out the candles, and felt the familiar smell of pine and freshly cut grass mixed with the scent of blown-out candles and the delicious cheese cake. I closed my eyes again and took a deep breath of this wonderful scent that had captivated me so much.