This an idea I got the other day when I was going through all of the junk in my room and found an a bunch of old tickets. Airplane tickets, concert tickets, theater tickets, etc. They were in my childhood 'wishbox.' When I was little I thought that if you made a wish and put something that was related to your wish inside the box, that the wish would be granted. And so I ended up with this. I'm not sure if this will be a novel, or a short story yet. I might not even continue it if no one likes this. If I do continue it though, I swear it'll get better. I have too many stories started, and no one reads them ::sob::





Escape The Rain With Wishes







'I don't want to be here, I don't want to live this life....I...I wish I could disappear...'

Ishi felt another person run into her and hurry off without even bothering to acknowledge her, let alone say a simple sorry. It must have been the thousandth time that day.

The wind silently tossed her fine short brown hair around her pale face. It had been held back above her ears with barrets, but they didn't seem to help. Her autumn coat didn't seem to help much either, the bite of the wind still tore through to her, but maybe that was just because of her down cast emotions. She paused in her steps, staring down toward the sidewalk and examining her shadow. It was smaller than she was, and faint in the dim street lamps of the swiftly darkening dusk. She lifted her gaze up once more starring at the people rushing by her. An older woman dashed by Ishi, her arm knocking the 11-year-old to the ground as she went by. Tears streamed from the girls dull smoke blue eyes. The people around her continued on, just stepping over her. Several even stepped on her.

Ishi painfully stood up, soreness ebbing into her. She ran against the movement of the crowd that was so harsh to her. After a while of fighting to make her way through the business men and women she reached an abandoned bridge that crossed over the river that ran through the city. Very few people ever crossed over this bridge besides her. That was one of the things she loved about this spot. It was her place to escape.

It was beautiful here at night, with the stars and the thin cresent moon reflecting off of the still night water of the river. It was mesmorizing the way that they just barely wavered, almost perfectly still. The way that the shimmering colors shifted with the water, silver, ice blue, white, silver, ice blue, white, silver, ice blue, white, silver -

A scream echoed through Ishi's ears, breaking off the hypnotization. She ran toward the mind peircing sound, the panic evident in the voice that she was hearing. She reached the middle of the long bridge, seeing a pair of small hands grasped around the broken wire edge to a hole in the bridge that had been blocked off. Ishi dropped to her hands and knees, glancing hurriedly over the edge to see a young girl no older than five about to loose her grip and fall to what would probably be her death. She quickly reached out, leaning over the edge and struggled to pull the girl back onto the bridge. Her knuckles were white from the grasp that she had and she was starting to be dragged over after her. She was in a complete panic. Her torso had slipped off of the cement and into the air after the child. Her feet and legs wildly searched the ground, madly looking for a way to hold on. The little girls hand tightened on hers as Ishi's frantic relization clicked on and blocked out the childs screams. She kept thinking of the sharp rocks that she used to use as stepping stones when she was smaller. The rocks that were right below them. The rocks that would be their grave. She wondered how long it would take for someone to find their corpses, being that they were even found. Squeezing her eyes shut to hold back the inevitable tears that would fall she relized that she'd rather die than go home anyways. Rather die than face the parents that despised her. But part of her still wanted to live. Part of her still loved the sound of music and the magical stories that constantly ran through her daydreams. She'd miss the taste of chocolate and ice cream. She'd miss drawing in her sketchbook or writing in her notebook under the warm rays of the sun, and she'd miss watching cloud shadows as they flew mysticly across the green summer grass. So much that she didn't want to loose...her waist slipped over the edge as the rest of her started to rapidly follow it. Then her foot hooked into a smaller gap of the fence that was supposed to be blocking off the hole that they were about to tumble out of. Her natural instincts were all that were controlling her now as she was near hysterics. Her free left hand flung about her, trying to blance herself to keep her foot hooked in its hold. She grimised in pain as it collided with sharp and ragged metal. Her head twisted back and her eyes grew, it was part of the fensing hanging down, the missing part that had created the hole in the first place. Her hand grasped it, flecks of blood coloring the dull steel. She pulled herself part of the way up, the small child hanging from her grabbing onto the fensing with her free hand. They struggled and very slowly closed the distance that they had fallen over. After ages they were back on the bridge, Ishi colapsed on her back gasping for air and tears streaming from her eyes.The girl stood over her, her face looking down at the one that had saved her, a strange smile on her lips.

"You risked your life to save mine," the tiny child spoke.

"Wha-what?" Ishi replied, rather shocked at the calm manner the small girl had.

"You were almost pulled over too, you almost fell to your death. You almost died in an attempt to save me," The smile had an almost demonic quality to it.

Ishi's eyes were wider than saucers and her already sparatic breathing was cut into random gasps. She almost felt silly at the fact that this little child was...terrifiying her.

The child knelt down, starring into Ishi's eyes, as she began to change. The little girl was soon a teenage boy with pale skin and messy raven black hair. His eyes were the palest shade of ice blue Ishi had ever seen. They were almost white. In his hand was a small piece of paper, pure white with black typing on it.

"This is a one way ticket. You can make one, irreversable, wish. That wish is permanent, you can never go back, so be carefull. When you've decided on your wish, concentrate on it, and follow the directions on the ticket." The boy pushed a few loose strands of hair behind Ishi's ear, his lips softly brushing hers before he stood up and walked away.

Ishi felt the ticket in her hand, she knew it was there, even though she never remembered him giving it to her. She also felt the warmth that she had suddenly felt, he had kissed her...her fingers lightly touched her lips, she was stunned. And his eyes, his beautiful eyes, they were like stars, they were absolutely mesmorizing.

Pulling herself up she leaned against the cement railing of the bridge, across from the open gap that now held the view of the beautiful midnight sceanery. She held the ticket up at eye level, the moon barely providing enough light to read the writing on it. 'One Way Ticket to Happiness,' was written across most of it. A fifth of it was sepparated off by a dotted line, 'tear here' written parallel to it. The back of it was blank.

"One Way Ticket to Happiness..." she looked at it, torn between believing, or being 'sensible' and knowing it was just false hope.

She carefully hid the ticket in a pocket deep in her coat. There was still the fact that she saw the little girl change into that boy, that would be her proof. The proof that she would hold to herself.

"I'm not gonna waste this," she whispered to herself, "I'm not going to give up a chance at everything I've ever wanted..."

Once again her fingers were held against her lips, a smile tinging the corners. Her other hand was in her coat pocket, wistfully holding onto the ticket.







Constructive criticism welcome. Please review, especially if you liked it, it'll make me write faster. Now I just have to decide what I want to do with this....