There was a girl.

A girl who was in love with a boy.

She wished. Wished with all her heart...

She wished...

To be with him.

She kept on wishing.

She didn't know the consequences.

She didn't know cruel reality.

Her cruel fate.

She didn't know that she would never be with him. In some ways this was good, other ways bad. She probably would have went crazy knowing this. If she knew, she may have stopped wishing. Based on how much she loved him and how much she wished, this most likely wasn't possible.

She wished unknowingly.

There was a last time she wished, "I wish... I wish to be with him. To be with my crush. It's ok if it's not right away, but I want it to happen. I've been wishing for long enough, right? So can't you just give me my wish already? That would make me happy, have my wish finally be granted. I want him to be a part of me... Maybe, in another world? I could be with him as many times as I wanted... I wouldn't be alone of course, everyone else in the world would be there too. What am I thinking? That's impossible... I want it to be true. I want to be with him. To date him one day. To know that I have a future with him. To know that I don't have to keep on wishing to be with him. So please... I can't take it any longer! Please.... Please.... I'm...

I'm losing my sanity."

I guessed she didn't know the side effects of wishing so much. Nobody does. No one wishes as much as she did. No one has for a long time, anyway. If she knew the side effects, I doubt she would have kept on wishing.

I guess it doesn't matter now, because you cannot take back what has happened in the past.

Her wish went too far.

AN: So I'll be writing this story at the same time as Futuristic "Utopia" and Test Subject 9536. I'm thinking about starting another story as well that I will not update as often.

For the cover of this story, I was too lazy to draw one so I decided to make one using programs like paint.