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
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
"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
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
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....