"I wish that all my dreams came true."

That was the wish I made when I was younger, at age 4, and my parents were splitting up. However, I didn't realize that it was similar to a time capsule. It was set to go off on my 14th birthday.

Don't question me about the strange date, I don't understand why it's not 15 or 13 either. My 14th birthday came around, but I didn't make a wish. I used to just ask for all my wishes and dreams to come true, or for my family and all that I care about to be protected. Or both.

But that doesn't matter now. Because I didn't make any wishes. In fact, I haven't made any wishes since I turned 8. Shortly after my birthday, I had open heart surgery and acquired a new sibling, my baby sister.

I love her, and I decided that I wanted to be the one to protect her, not some mysterious wish-granting force. Now, that time capsule has gone off, and I still haven't made any wishes since I was 8. I'm considering making one, though, and I don't know if it will come true. This is just me telling you a tale, one with me in it, in fact.

Now, do keep in mind, that I, as a character, don't know about all of this happening. In fact, I won't know for a good bit. Maybe even until the second book. That's right, this is going to be a series.

I apologize for the writing beforehand, as I don't have a beta.