The Wish

There once lived a lonely girl.  Every morning the girl would slowly gather herself out of bed and begin to mope about, pacing aimlessly to and fro, occasionally stopping at the window to gaze at all the busy world around her.  She would watch the people scurry and amble by, off to the barber or to the market or to meet a friend to talk and laugh.  Her heart was heavy as she wondered how she could fit in to this bustling world of people, work, and happenings.  Of course, she had her dreams, but the road to their realization was fraught with many obstacles, and it so happened that she was presently up against several difficulties that had her completely baffled.  And so she waited and dreamed and wondered what she might do.

One night, the girl was lying on the grass outside, gazing up at the distant stars.  Suddenly, a small white glow flashed across the sky.  As she watched it, a smile crept to her face.  It was a shooting star.  She would make a wish.  So she closed her eyes, wished, and breathed a sigh.  When she opened her eyes, she saw kneeling before her a fairy brilliant with a white light.  The fairy whispered to her that she had heard her wish and that it would be granted in good time.  The girl fell asleep that night with a gentle smile on her lips.

Several weeks passed.  The days went by, wearing on in much the same fashion as they had before the night of the Wish.  The girl forgot all about the Wish and the visit from the beautiful fairy.  Then one day, she found a letter on her doorstep.  Her hand trembled as she picked it up, for upon seeing the scrolled writing on the envelope, she had suddenly in her mind the beautiful fairy kneeling by her side and whispering to her those words of hope.  Her eyes scanned the letter.  It said simply, in the same scrolled lettering:

Now is the time to keep your eye

From missing chances passing by,

With open mind, now listen, see,

Fly from your despondency.

Tears of remembrance and gratefulness wet her cheek as she folded the note and tucked it away.  Then, slipping on her boots, she ventured forth into the town.  Just as she was passing the town square, her eyes suddenly met with those of a young man wandering along in much the same manner as she—with a step and expression exhibiting both aimlessness and hope.  She remembered the fairy’s warning to not allow chances to pass her by, and with a timid but determined step she walked toward the man.

Within seconds the two young people were acquaintances; an hour made them friends.  The man thanked his lucky stars to have met such a one with whom he could share laughter and dreams and good times.  As the two happily danced the night away, the girl also smiled and thanked her own shooting star and her good fairy for so beautifully fulfilling the Wish of Friendship.

This stuff only happens in Fairy Tales.  ;^D