I sit on the windowsill, legs dangling off the edge. Its peaceful tonight. All the stars, twinkling away gently. How serene, how calming...
At that moment, coincidentally, a streak of white catches my eye and attention, causing me to turn around gently yet quickly to take a closer look, not daring to disturb the peace of the surroundings.
Wait what?
A shooting star?
I rub my eyes and pinch myself. I'm not dreaming, am I?
I take a look again. Apparently, this is not a dream.
It wouldn't hurt to make a wish, would it? Its only a wish...
I take a deep breath, closing my eyes, clasing my palms together, and despite being the thirteen year old girl that I am, and instead being influenced by my younger sister Sky, muttered, "I wish, I wish on you, the shooting star, that I can travel between the world of Pokemon and this world at will."
I open my eyes to see the star glowing brighter and brighter. After a little while longer, it flashes a bright blue.
"Your wish has been granted."
I snap around, swerving from side to side, shocked and wary of my surroundings at the same time.
"Who's there? Show yourself!" I whisper-shouted.
All I get in return is the rustling of the leaves in the wind and the music the wind plays when blowing against windows and walls.
Taking one last glance around the area in fear, I slide back into my room and shut the windows, dismissing the matter of the voice as mere hallucination.
Slipping under the warm covers of my bed, I close my eyes and escape into the even more serene world of dreams where hallucinations do not exist.