Dragon Ball Z: The Wish
It seemed like it was a day like any other. School was as boring as ever. The teachers were babbling on about algebra, science, spelling, and all the other subjects of school. The bell for 1st wave of buses had just been called. I was in a rush because my P.E. teacher asked me to help pick up the equipment. Eventually I got organized, and began walking down the hall. I waved goodbye to multiple friends, and gave my girlfriend a hug goodbye. I walked on the bus and sat in my regular seat. My friend Hannah sat next to me, probably full of things to talk about. I began to space off, common for a person like me. I eventually dozed off, only to be awakened a few minutes later by my brother. I walked down my road, and up my driveway. I walked into my house and down the stairs. I turned on the TV and started to watch Dragon Ball Z Kai. Which I thought wasn't as good because it had less episodes than the original Dragon Ball Z. The episode was when Dr. Gero awakened android 17 and 18. I laughed at the irony of the episode. Dr. Gero awakened 17 and 18 to stay alive, only to be killed by 17.
"Hey, Noah," my brother said, "you have to empty the dishwasher."
I felt annoyed by what my brother had said. Emptying the dishwasher was the last thing I wanted to do. I didn't mind doing chores, but chores that are so boring got on me nerves. I'd rather move stuff around, or take out the trash, the more physical chores.
"Can you do it today? Please?" I begged.
"No. I always do it." My brother said.
"Fine." I pushed myself off the bed and began to stretch. I took one last glance at the TV and saw Gohan "powering up".
"I wish I had his power." I said aloud.
***By the way, that wasn't the wish, so stay tuned***
A couple of days later….
"NOAH! WHY DID YOU HIT YOUR BROTHER?" My mother yelled at me.
"He kept throwing the ball around so I told him to stop but he wouldn't!" I yelled back, trying to defend myself.
"SO YOU HIT HIM?" She yelled again.
"No, when he hit me in the face with a football, I hit him." I revolted.
"That doesn't give you the right to hit him!"
"So I'm supposed to just let him hit me!"
"NO, you tell me!"
"And what the hell does that do! You just give a "time-out" and tell him not to do it again! Then he just goes and does something else to piss me off!"
"He's five years old, Noah!"
"When I was his age I'd get whipped with a belt if I was such a brat! But now it's just a fricken "time-out"?"
"Don't talk to me that way! You will go to your room and come out when you show me some respect!"
"Respect? You don't know the meaning of the word respect!"
"YOU ARE GROUNED!"
"Big deal!"
"And I'm not letting you see that girlfriend of yours."
"That's not fair!"
"It is fair!"
"Why are you doing this! Stop trying to take away every chance I get to see my girlfriend! The only reason you do is because you lost your husband! You know why? Because no one wanted to stay with such a naggy b***h! Just because you don't have a life anymore doesn't mean you have to ruin mine!"
And with that, my mother was silent. A tear ran down her face as she pointed to my room. I walked away, knowing that I had won that fight. I felt a slight bit of guilt for what I had said to my mother. I hadn't meant for it to go that far, but when some one gets me that angry, I just lose control.
I turned on the TV and put in my Dragon Ball Z DVD. I began to watch the episode where they wish for the memories of Buu to be erased.
"What a waste of a wish! Why not wish for something useful!" I grunted. "I wish I lived in their world!" I yelled.
"No yelling in the house!" My mom yelled.
"Don't tell me what to-" The shaking of the ground cut me off.
"What the?" I mumbled, struggling to keep my balance. The floor continued to shake.
"Mom, what's happening?" I asked.
"What are you talking about?" She answered, absent mindedly.
"Why is the floor shaking? Is it an earthquake?" I panicked.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She yelled. The walls of my room started to brake.
"What's going on?" I yelled. My video games and old toys started to fall off the cupboard. I felt my whole room was falling apart. I looked at the floor, and saw it start to crack. Through the thin cracks, a bright yellow light lit up the room. The cracks just got bigger and bigger, I didn't know what was happening. But I did know they would get big enough for me to fall through. I ran to the door as quick as I could. As I grabbed the doorknob, the floor started to collapse. I quickly opened the door, excited that I had escaped. But terror struck my body as I opened the door. An extremely bright light was the only thing I could see.
"MOM! MOM WHERE ARE YOU?" I yelled. What sounded like thunder rang through my ears. I didn't know what to do. The terror of the situation scared the living hell out of me. It was like a nightmare.
"Damn you! Why did you have to her away? Why!" I screamed to the heavens.
"ANSWER ME!" I yelled again.
"NOOOO!" I jumped off of what was left of my doorstep. At that point I didn't care what would happen. I would find my mother, no matter what. I fell, straight down into the light. I searched for my mother, knowing I'd do whatever it takes to find her. Then, I felt a jolt of frigid cold struck my arm. I looked at my hand, only to see disappearing into thin air.
"Take it! Take whatever you want just give her back!" I yelled.
The light consumed my body until I was but a breath of air. As I disappeared, I wondered what I had done wrong. I closed my eyes, knowing it was the end. A tear ran down my face.
"I'm sorry." I said doing what seemed like falling asleep.