Five Card Story: An Old Wish

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The sun was starting to rise, but I still couldn't fall asleep. It was like this every night recently. I'm so tired I can barely think straight. Even with my favorite comforter, which could strip me of all thoughts and put me sound to sleep in the blink of an eye, wasn't helping. I tossed and I turned, until I finally got bored and looked out the window. What I saw stunned me, it made me jump right up and my jaw dropped. The beautiful hues of purple spread across the sky for as for as the eye could see. I realized I hadn't seen a sunrise in years, not since I gave a friend sagely advice about some sunrise pictures he sent me, and that was around ten years ago. I sat in awe as the purples turned to so many other colors. Like blue and pink, and yellow, and red, and green, and almost every other color you could imagine. Of course, the rainbow colored sky quickly passed and turned into a blinding bright orange, which signified I shouldn't be looking anymore since the sun was officially rising. I got up and started getting ready for the day. I put on clothes, made breakfast, brushed my teeth and hair, and overall just took care of myself. While all this, I thought about the orange and how it was autumn right now. This was no ordinary autumn from my childhood though. That autumn was so many different and beautiful colors. There were pumpkins you would carve for Halloween. There was that perfect cool breeze that came whenever you got too hot. And there were little leaf piles that kids made to jump in. This autumn was cruel and dark, it was always cold, and the sky was always filled with dark gray clouds waiting for just the wrong moment in your day to start raining. Once I finished getting ready, I looked outside and saw the small old swing in the trees. This exact swing on a different tree housed five of the bestest friends in the world once. It was so long ago though that I barely remember it now. It was me and four other people sitting and talking. Of course, one of my friends stared off into the distance instead. I always wondered what he was thinking about. He was always so sweet and helped out me and my family whenever he could. Of course, he was only 6 at the time, so there wasn't much he could do. He suddenly moved away one day, and I hadn't seen him since. I've kept the swing since and have hung it up on every tree that was ever on my property every time I moved. Even now, as I'm living by myself, I still hung it up. I lost all my friends over the years, we moved to new homes because our parents found better job opportunities and better housing. I remember I made a promise to them all before I moved away. I stopped suddenly as the cold bitter air hit my face, making me shiver. I realized I had absentmindedly gone over to the door and opened it, probably to go to the swing. I felt that it was too late to go back, so I stepped onto the cold concrete with my bare feet and closed the door behind me. I walked through the cold grass, which was soft from having recently been rained on, and sat down in the swing. As I sat down, I noticed a single dandelion sitting right under the swing. I picked it up and studied it. It was perfectly healthy, which was surprising for the area I was in. Maybe this was a sign for something good? I thought for a moment and decided I would wish for the normal things of the world getting better and eternal happiness to my family. I was about to blow onto the dandelion to make it final, when I saw my bike out of the corner of my eye. It was leaning against the wall, having not been used for a whole year. Looking at the bike, I suddenly had a brilliant idea. I quickly blew out all the dandelion seeds and ran inside my home. I called the nearest bike repair and asked if they could fix up my bike so it would be suitable for a long journey. I looked up my friends' first and last names, and found four different locations. Excitedly, I took my bike to the bike shop, making sure I had enough money and other resources. Why did I do all of this? Why, to find my old friends. They say if you make a wish on a dandelion, it will come true. What if you make it twice? Then it'll for sure come true. After all, it was also a promise I made to them. No, it was THE promise I made to them. The promise was that we would all meet again one day, and be best friends. I was determined to keep that promise when I was young, and I'm determined to keep that promise now. That was my last thought before riding my bike out of the city and into the great unknown.

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