The Wish to be Special
By
Sweet-little-yugi
The way people see me will never really change. They all see me the same way. I may act like that at school but that is not who I am. They see me on the outside but never on the inside. The people, who think they know me, never know anything in the end. Friends may know me, but how long will they stay until they find out?
I hope nobody ever finds out what the mistake was that I made. It's true what they say about wishes: be careful what you wish for, because you might get it in the end.
For every thing we do we have to pay the price and I learned it the wrong way.
I wish I never made that wish when I was still there.
The wish made me lose what I thought was the most important. I lost my reason to live. I lost my place with my friends. I lost my right to call myself human.
When I made the wish, they HAD to let me die, only to be reborn again. At the age of one I lost my parents and met my destiny. I never lost a memory, not from my first life and none of my second. I would forget them and get them all back from the minute I turned sixteen.
They made me remember it was my own fault, my own mistake for what I am, for what they made me. My wish was to be special but they didn't have to make me a guardian of this realm where magic is real.
I wish I never made that wish to be special because I never wanted to be immortal. I never wanted to be this. They shouldn't have listened to my wish.
Please review and tell me if you want me to make a story out of this. I know my other story (A screaming soul) isn't really good but if you want me to continue that one or this one please tell me.