Magic
I had always wished magic was real. When I was younger, I had wanted to be a magical fairy princess, like any little girl. When I grew up, and Luke became sick, I wished I had magic to make him better. When he died I wish I had magic to bring him back.
But magic doesn't exist.
If it did my problems would be gone.
I would be free. Free of worry. Free of pain.
There would be no more cancer.
If I had magic, I would have Luke back. I would have the love of my life back.
