Candlelight Dreams :: essays research papers

My ripened friend next door once told me that if I shut my eyeball and blew on a candle, all of my wishes would come true... I used to look at her and go around the house candle hunting. How my parents must have laughed to understand me scrambling around the furniture, picking up the candles around the room , and blowing the subatomic irrupt out until my cheeks hurt.I made the most outrageous wishes. I wished to have got a monkey, a horse, and a dragon I wished to grow-up and be comely like Sailor Moon. And, of course, I wished for a thousand more wishes so I would never run out.I al shipway believed my wishes would come true. When they didnt, I ran next door and demanded and explanation. She laughed and said I just hadnt through with(p) it right. Hadnt done it right?, I would say. Then how should I do it? It just now works if you do it a certain way, she told me with a little smile, but youll have to figure that out by yourself. I watched her with wide, admiring eyeball and thought she must be right. She was ten years older than me and knew the ways of the world nothing she said could be wrong. I went back and tested again.Time passed, and I grew older. My perfect friend started spending little and less time with me.got busier and busier. Distressed by the scant attention I receive from her, I spent most of my time staring out the window. I wondered what she was doing, where she was, and if she was having fun. Occasionally, I would wander around the home, blowing out a few candles, indirect request for my friend to be how she used to be. Each time I hoped desperately that I had done it the right way and that the wish would come true. save it never happened.After a while, I gave upnot only on my friendbut on the candles as well. Distress had glowering into anger and then to rejection of my friend and every thing she had told me. The old dreamer within me vanished and was replaced by a harsh teenage cynic who told me everywhere and over that I should have known better than to believe in free wishes. It chided me for my past belief in dragons and laughed at the thought of my outgrowth up to be a five foot ten, make-believe, Sailor Moon.