11:11

Seb
Seb
Jul 20, 2017 · 2 min read

“Make a wish” she said

I was too tired to think about anything concerning time. I really didn’t care. Superstitions weren’t my thing.

For her I did, from time to time: I thought about it, the thing I would wish for. My life was full of surprises, ones that I didn’t want to happen. Ones that I wish, did.

Why would a single minute change your whole life?

Time was passing by so slowly. I could see her eyes moving from side to side, waiting for me to accomplish the simple task.

But there was nothing I could do.

So much things had to change in my life (if it was up to me. To my wishes).

So, I decided to trust her this time.

Once. Twice.

Never.

People are envious. They don’t enjoy what life gives them.

I am envious.

Am I envious?

I thought of all the things I dreamt of. Guys that I wanted to befriend. Girls that I wanted to talk to. Things I wish I had. Living somewhere else… So much to ask for.

One wish.

Was the act of wishing used as a daily torture in an ancient civilization? They should’ve thought about it once at least! For me, the moment I stood there looking at her eyes and thinking of my wish was the awfulest.

And I chose.

“Give me…

11:12

more time to think about my wish.”

“So?” her eyes were motherly looking. As if there was a reason she had to be worried.

“Think.”

As you made me do

I went back to my room, each step being quieter than the last one.


Laying down on my difformed bed I heard a loud screech coming from the back of my right ear.

It was my alarm

10:59

“I was dreaming” my eyes were shut and I went back to my dream world, the only place where I believed in superstitions.


Dreams are supersitions after all.

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