Wishing Paper [Slight chance of trigger]

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  1. Krem

    Krem Well-Known Member

    I, and some others, found a Wishing Paper
    On it, we would write our wishes, and they would come true
    One wished for looks, as is expected
    Another wished for money, as is expected
    A third wished to "improve" his video game
    But I told them "No, you think this not through!
    "Expect the paper to be malign, to twist your wishes.
    Your looks might get you hurt, your money could get you in jail,
    and you'd ruin your game."
    -"Oh yes, genius? Then how should we wish?"
    "Wish for the cause, so that you may get it.
    Cover all your bases, so that it can't screw you over."
    And so I wished for an improved memory, so that I could learn.
    I wished for my apathy to be gone, so that I might live.
    I wished for a better grasp of mathematics, so that I could own.
    "Whatever, smartass." they said, and walked off, and I was relieved.
    Trusting them with something as great as this?
    A terrifying idea indeed.
    But I moved on, for more personal issues.
    I wished for my two friends, whom I no longer have, to love me.
    I wished that they would love me more than each other, but would not get jealous.
    I wished that I would solve most of man's greatest problems, and that I would get due credit.
    I wished for a better body, for purely personal gain.
    I would wish for more, it got stolen from me, the paper.
    The boy ran away, and I did chase him
    I managed, though, to grab the paper, and so wished him dead.
    He fell down, to visible cause to his death, but I had the paper back.
    I wished him living again, more to see if it could work, and so he did.
    Now I could wish for more, I could fix my world, I could improve my world.
    I could fix myself, improve myself.
    I could own the world, if I so desired, and rule it well.
    Rule it forever.
    I could, just as well, live with someone, have no troubles and be at peace.

    But, instead, I woke up.
    For, you see, the world is not a happy place.
    It doesn't have a happy end.
    We don't get to fix it.
    We don't get to improve it.
    There is no Wishing Paper.
    We will die with nothing.
    Alone, unimportant, forgotten.
    And the world moves on.
     
  2. spiritxfade

    spiritxfade Well-Known Member

    This was beautiful. It triggered me a little, but its fine. Id rather be slightly triggered than miss out on this.
     
  3. Krem

    Krem Well-Known Member

    I don't see how, but thanks. :)
     
  4. spiritxfade

    spiritxfade Well-Known Member

    Oh, its just I'm feeling pretty low right now and the last part...I dunno how to explain.
     
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