Peter Pan
Part I
Pixie Dust
"Dreams do come true. If only we wish hard enough. You can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it.
― Peter Pan
Prologue
There were times when she wished she could get away from the sickness. She wished she could get away from the disease that plagued her body and grew from her heart and throughout her mind. There were times she wished she could fly away to a scattered dream in the sky, waiting for the breeze to overtake her and she could spread out her arms towards the embrace.
Safu had so much to be thankful for: loving parents and the finances to pay for her treatment.
But more than anything, as her body fell apart and she lost the ability to move, she wished she lost the ability to see. She wished she never knew that her mother had developed wrinkles and her father had deep and heavy bags underneath his eyes. She wished she could no longer see the way they stared at her, this dead girl in the sheets, or the way they scampered through the room like zombies in a daze.
These were things she wished she never saw and she knew in the very depths of her heart that she was the reason. She wished she never existed. Perhaps if she never lived, her parents would be happy again.
She wished she never developed her illness.
She wished this life, surrounded by doctors and nurses and death...was all a dream.
More than anything, when she died in her sleep, she wished she could forget all of it.
She wished she could be happy.
