What We Have: Dear, Wishing Star
Hello, again!
I hope you can read this. It is written in English language and I really tried my best to write it in a right way.
No Plagiarism, as always! This is only fiction and...thank you!
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DEAR, WISHING STAR
"Tell me, is your family very important to you? Even you're just their adopted son?" She asked me while she's sweetly smiling at me.
I nodded my head at her. "Yeah, they are very important because I love them. Even I'm just adopted. Even they are not really treating me good, because I love them, they're important to me, yes." I honestly answered her then I smiled back at her with a little...hesitance.
"Hey, I want to tell you a secret!" She shrieked like a child, excitedness and joy were plastered on her face.
I chuckled lightly. "Really? Then you must be very kind for telling me your secret." I raised one of my eyebrow, teasing her.
"No---I mean, this shouldn't be a secret, I forgot. Hehehe, I'm sorry." She told me apologetically. I saw her scratched her nose, like it was some kind of sign of irritation. "Hmm, sometimes my mouth is just...so wrong." She added.
I just shook my head repeatedly. "Fine. What's your secret?" I jokingly asked her.
"I am a wishing star. Wish anything but just one, and I'll grant it!"
"WHAT?!" I almost choked on what I am eating. But yes, we are in a restaurant. "What do you mean you are a wishing star? Am I witnessing a fairytale story?" I asked her, very confuse.
"NO!" She quickly answered while shaking her head. "No, I mean, it's not a fairytale. It's like a hyperbole." She again scratched her nose.
I rolled my eyes at her. "Whatever you will say, Lein. You're weird, right? And what it is with me if you're...a-a wishing s-star, huh?" I asked again, almost stuttering on my words. I don't know. Maybe my emotions are just overflowing. I feel so...happy.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, whatever you will say too, Harry! But, believe me! I am a WISHING STAR! Well, YOUR wishing star. Just tell me one wish and I'll grant it. Whatever wish you want." She smilingly said. I don't even know if it is a bluff or whatever only God knows what it is. Just like, what the heck? Wishing star? I don't believe in one.
I sighed. "Hmmm, I don't believe in wishes granted, Lein. I really don't. If a baby can have their own early young conciousness that they can understand what's happening just after they were born, I would like to wish a happy and complete family. I wish that my parents never abandoned me. But, here I am, having a family that weren't related with me. But if I will wish one thing, I would like to make my family now, proud of me, I wish they would...treat me better." I whispered the last words, when I am almost hearing my fast beating heart.
It's so sad. Very sad. My adoptive dad and mom don't like me. Which I find so odd. If they don't like me, then why they did adopt me in the first place? Why did they raised me as a child? Why? I can't find any reason why. Even my sisters and brothers...they're not nice, actually. They are like envious freaks! I really don't like myself being in this situation...but I love them. I love them so much.
"O-okay."
I was take aback when I heard her. "What? Okay? What that does mean?" I asked her.
"I-I'll grant y-your wish!" She answered cheerfully but she is sttutering, really. I feel like something was wrong.
"Oh yeah?"
"Oh yeah!"
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I...
I hope you can read this. It is written in English language and I really tried my best to write it in a right way.
No Plagiarism, as always! This is only fiction and...thank you!
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DEAR, WISHING STAR
"Tell me, is your family very important to you? Even you're just their adopted son?" She asked me while she's sweetly smiling at me.
I nodded my head at her. "Yeah, they are very important because I love them. Even I'm just adopted. Even they are not really treating me good, because I love them, they're important to me, yes." I honestly answered her then I smiled back at her with a little...hesitance.
"Hey, I want to tell you a secret!" She shrieked like a child, excitedness and joy were plastered on her face.
I chuckled lightly. "Really? Then you must be very kind for telling me your secret." I raised one of my eyebrow, teasing her.
"No---I mean, this shouldn't be a secret, I forgot. Hehehe, I'm sorry." She told me apologetically. I saw her scratched her nose, like it was some kind of sign of irritation. "Hmm, sometimes my mouth is just...so wrong." She added.
I just shook my head repeatedly. "Fine. What's your secret?" I jokingly asked her.
"I am a wishing star. Wish anything but just one, and I'll grant it!"
"WHAT?!" I almost choked on what I am eating. But yes, we are in a restaurant. "What do you mean you are a wishing star? Am I witnessing a fairytale story?" I asked her, very confuse.
"NO!" She quickly answered while shaking her head. "No, I mean, it's not a fairytale. It's like a hyperbole." She again scratched her nose.
I rolled my eyes at her. "Whatever you will say, Lein. You're weird, right? And what it is with me if you're...a-a wishing s-star, huh?" I asked again, almost stuttering on my words. I don't know. Maybe my emotions are just overflowing. I feel so...happy.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, whatever you will say too, Harry! But, believe me! I am a WISHING STAR! Well, YOUR wishing star. Just tell me one wish and I'll grant it. Whatever wish you want." She smilingly said. I don't even know if it is a bluff or whatever only God knows what it is. Just like, what the heck? Wishing star? I don't believe in one.
I sighed. "Hmmm, I don't believe in wishes granted, Lein. I really don't. If a baby can have their own early young conciousness that they can understand what's happening just after they were born, I would like to wish a happy and complete family. I wish that my parents never abandoned me. But, here I am, having a family that weren't related with me. But if I will wish one thing, I would like to make my family now, proud of me, I wish they would...treat me better." I whispered the last words, when I am almost hearing my fast beating heart.
It's so sad. Very sad. My adoptive dad and mom don't like me. Which I find so odd. If they don't like me, then why they did adopt me in the first place? Why did they raised me as a child? Why? I can't find any reason why. Even my sisters and brothers...they're not nice, actually. They are like envious freaks! I really don't like myself being in this situation...but I love them. I love them so much.
"O-okay."
I was take aback when I heard her. "What? Okay? What that does mean?" I asked her.
"I-I'll grant y-your wish!" She answered cheerfully but she is sttutering, really. I feel like something was wrong.
"Oh yeah?"
"Oh yeah!"
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