A\N: I've decided to add an Epilogue to this story. This would take off
right where Chapter four left off. Also don't mind if it's short, it's just
an Epilogue, not an actual chapter.
Chapter 5: Simon Camden's Christmas Wish: Epilogue
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*~*In The Last Chapter*~*
After reading the note Simon felt so much better about the whole "killer" thing. He didn't even feel all that really sick or revolted anymore.
He folded the note and placed it in his pajama shirt pocket.
Before going back to find his Christmas presents under the tree ho looked out the living room window.
"Merry Christmas to you to Simon." He said, hoping his future self would hear him.
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"Merry Christmas to you to Simon." He said, hoping his future self would hear him.
"Thanks." A voice from behind Simon said.
Simon turned around. It was the future Simon.
"Oh my gosh! It's you! But how did you get here?" Simon asked his future- self.
"Let's just say I had a little help." Future Simon said, and pointed to the living room window. He looked out the window. It was the wishing star that had gotten into that whole crazy wish. It zoomed out of sight.
"It's great to finally meet you in person." Simon said.
"Really, it is?" The Future Simon asked.
"Yeah." Simon said.
"I came to tell you something actually." Future Simon said.
Simon raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Really." He began. "What would that be?" He asked, curiosity filling his voice.
"I just wanted to tell you that the whole "killer" thing wasn't your fault and you shouldn't worry about it." Future Simon said.
"But, you already said that in the note you left me." Simon said.
"I know, I just wanted to tell you in person that you shouldn't worry about it, in fact you yourself can prevent everything you saw in your life happen last night, you can stop Paul Smith from dying, just, in five years form now, on that night, when you see a kid on a bike speeding down your lane, stop the car." Future Simon told him, trying to hold back tears from talking about the accident that caused him so much pain.
"Ok." Simon said.
"I have to go now." Future Simon said.
"Why?" Simon asked.
"Because Simon Camden, I can not tell you anything else to do with your future, only you have the power to prevent what happens to you, your future is in your own hands." Future Simon said.
The wishing star flew through the window and tapped future Simon; he then slowly began to disappear.
"Bye." Future Simon said.
"Bye Simon." Simon said.
Future Simon was gone.
"Wow." Was all Simon could say.
Just then, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. He heard voices. It was his family. Ruthie had managed to drag them all out of bed.
He saw something out the window zip by in the very corner of his eye.
He focused on what future Simon had said. "Because Simon Camden, I can not tell you anything else to do with your future, only you have the power to prevent what happens to you, your future is in your own hands." He knew exactly what he meant when he said that. He meant that Simon was the only one who could control his own destiny, and no matter what, he couldn't give that up.
The End
A\N: How was it? Good? Bad? Boring? Weird? Stupid? Badly done? Corny? Please review and tell me what you think, reviews is what keeps me writing. And could you please tell me if I should do a squeal. And if so, could you give me some ideas?
-Alexa
Chapter 5: Simon Camden's Christmas Wish: Epilogue
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*~*In The Last Chapter*~*
After reading the note Simon felt so much better about the whole "killer" thing. He didn't even feel all that really sick or revolted anymore.
He folded the note and placed it in his pajama shirt pocket.
Before going back to find his Christmas presents under the tree ho looked out the living room window.
"Merry Christmas to you to Simon." He said, hoping his future self would hear him.
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"Merry Christmas to you to Simon." He said, hoping his future self would hear him.
"Thanks." A voice from behind Simon said.
Simon turned around. It was the future Simon.
"Oh my gosh! It's you! But how did you get here?" Simon asked his future- self.
"Let's just say I had a little help." Future Simon said, and pointed to the living room window. He looked out the window. It was the wishing star that had gotten into that whole crazy wish. It zoomed out of sight.
"It's great to finally meet you in person." Simon said.
"Really, it is?" The Future Simon asked.
"Yeah." Simon said.
"I came to tell you something actually." Future Simon said.
Simon raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Really." He began. "What would that be?" He asked, curiosity filling his voice.
"I just wanted to tell you that the whole "killer" thing wasn't your fault and you shouldn't worry about it." Future Simon said.
"But, you already said that in the note you left me." Simon said.
"I know, I just wanted to tell you in person that you shouldn't worry about it, in fact you yourself can prevent everything you saw in your life happen last night, you can stop Paul Smith from dying, just, in five years form now, on that night, when you see a kid on a bike speeding down your lane, stop the car." Future Simon told him, trying to hold back tears from talking about the accident that caused him so much pain.
"Ok." Simon said.
"I have to go now." Future Simon said.
"Why?" Simon asked.
"Because Simon Camden, I can not tell you anything else to do with your future, only you have the power to prevent what happens to you, your future is in your own hands." Future Simon said.
The wishing star flew through the window and tapped future Simon; he then slowly began to disappear.
"Bye." Future Simon said.
"Bye Simon." Simon said.
Future Simon was gone.
"Wow." Was all Simon could say.
Just then, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. He heard voices. It was his family. Ruthie had managed to drag them all out of bed.
He saw something out the window zip by in the very corner of his eye.
He focused on what future Simon had said. "Because Simon Camden, I can not tell you anything else to do with your future, only you have the power to prevent what happens to you, your future is in your own hands." He knew exactly what he meant when he said that. He meant that Simon was the only one who could control his own destiny, and no matter what, he couldn't give that up.
The End
A\N: How was it? Good? Bad? Boring? Weird? Stupid? Badly done? Corny? Please review and tell me what you think, reviews is what keeps me writing. And could you please tell me if I should do a squeal. And if so, could you give me some ideas?
-Alexa