God I Wish That Was Me Novels & Stories

I'm in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you'll be mine, mine And I see forever in your eyes I feel okay when I see you smile, smile Wishing on dandelions all of the time Praying to God that one day you'll be mine Wishing on dandelions all of the time, all of the time I'm in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you'll be mine, mine." Joseph finished his singing and took a long breath. Theodore was in awe the whole time. "Wow, you have such a beautiful voice. I mean, if you did a cover of this song and uploaded it on I*******m, people would definitely go crazy over your voice. Thank god, I was clever enough to record your singing. Now, I will listen to this whenever I

Even my friends had noticed it. I pretend to be dumbfounded and ask, "What is it?" He closes his eyes for a moment and says, "I've always admired the way you treat people especially because you've been so nice to me even though I have done something wrong to you. It was your good heart that made me want you to become mine. I love the way you laugh when I make a joke and I definitely miss the way how we used to be. What I want to say is I love you, Taylor."

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.

𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐, 𝚘𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎-𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒

Richard came to her rescue like a soldier in shining armour. Mystically, this man always knew his way to her when she was struggling. Why was God playing with her feelings so harshly? If he knew how much she liked that guy, why would he severely show his lovable side of a good husband? Even if it was Nia, her foolish heart was imagining herself in her sister's place with some forbidden thoughts. When she just wanted to let go of these ridiculous feelings, a full-blown hit movie was displayed in front of her eyes just to walk towards the man who was out of reach. She was holding onto the man who was never going to be hers.

I stood up and carried my cake, I closed my eyes and made a wish. I wish for Nate to love me and cut all ties with Chloe, I wish for us to live happily ever after without pretending outside or ashamed of being each other partner, hold hands in public and make love under the full moon shining so bright and have a kid for Nate making us a complete family. I can’t believe all my wishes were all tied to him, I wish there is a fairy god mother to tell him my wishes so he can know how deeply I love him and for him to give me a chance.

He looked so much like a bright kid. “ You don't get to choose who you get to be, do you? Especially with people like us whose only goal in life is to eat three times in a day”, he said, picking his fingers. “ You won't understand, would you? You don't seem like you've ever experienced the gutters”. My heart broke a thousand pieces when I heard that. “ No. I never did”, I said, sounding so down. “ You gotta thank God for being lucky”, he said, and I knew that if anything was going through his mind, it would be a wish to have an easier life.

They were mostly easy to use like Emmette's mother. "Thank you for coming." I shook hands with Devon, who also was a bit tense since I had asked I needed to see him and his wife if I wanted to do business with him. The way he kept looking over to Mimi, like he was telepathically telling her not to embarrass him. "Kennedy Goodwin." Mimi finally spoke. "I've heard so much about you." She smiled raising her shoulders a bit. "From your husband I guess." I said extending my hand for a handshake, she let out a nervous chuckle.

I never thought I would be the next reason. "You know, ever since I got sick, I kept wondering what I had done to deserve this. At first, I didn’t get it. But then I figured it out… Maybe the universe took pity on me. I've been through too much, so they’re letting me leave early like an express pass to a better place. Honestly? It’s kind of a relief." His voice cracked. "And you’re just gonna leave me here?" I shook my head, smiling softly. "Don’t blame me…"

Alex Russo always got what he wanted, one way or another. And right now, apparently, what he wanted was me. God help us both. ***