The Last wish

The Last Wish

She had always wanted to see the stars. Ever since she was a little girl, she would gaze at the night sky and wonder what it would be like to travel among the glittering lights. She dreamed of exploring distant planets, meeting alien races, and discovering new wonders.

But she was born on Earth, in a time when space travel was restricted to the elite and the military. She grew up in a crowded, polluted, and war-torn world, where the only stars she could see were the ones on the screens and the posters. She studied hard, hoping to get a scholarship to a prestigious academy, but she was always rejected. She tried to join the space force, but she was deemed unfit for duty. She applied for various jobs and internships, but she was always turned down.

She never gave up on her dream, though. She saved every penny she could, and bought books, magazines, and gadgets related to space. She joined online forums and clubs, and made friends with other space enthusiasts. She watched every launch, every mission, every documentary, and every news report about space. She learned everything she could, and imagined everything she couldn't.

She was 25 years old when she heard about the lottery. A private company, called Starlight, was offering a chance to win a ticket to the first commercial space flight. The ticket was worth millions of dollars, and only one person in the world would get it. All she had to do was to enter her name and email address, and wait for the draw.

She entered the lottery, of course. She knew it was a long shot, but she had nothing to lose. She hoped and prayed, and waited for the announcement.

She was at work, in a boring office job, when she received the email. She opened it, and read the words that changed her life:

"Congratulations! You are the lucky winner of the Starlight lottery. You have won a ticket to the first commercial space flight. Please reply to this email to confirm your acceptance, and we will send you the details of your trip. You have 24 hours to respond, or your ticket will be forfeited. Thank you for choosing Starlight, and we look forward to seeing you on board."

She couldn't believe it. She read the email again, and again, and again. She checked the sender, the date, the time, and the subject. She looked for any signs of a prank, a scam, or a mistake. She found none.

She had won. She had won the ticket to space.

She screamed, and jumped, and cried, and laughed. She called her parents, her friends, her coworkers, and everyone she knew. She told them the news, and they all congratulated her, and envied her, and wished her luck. She replied to the email, and confirmed her acceptance. She received another email, with the details of her trip. She had to pack her bags, and get ready to leave in a week. She had to undergo some medical tests, and sign some waivers. She had to prepare for the adventure of a lifetime.

She was ecstatic. She was nervous. She was scared. She was excited.

She was going to space.

She packed her bags, and left her apartment. She said goodbye to her family, and hugged them tight. She boarded the plane, and flew to the launch site. She met the Starlight crew, and they welcomed her warmly. They gave her a suit, and a helmet, and a badge. They showed her the rocket, and the capsule, and the seat. They explained the procedures, and the risks, and the safety measures. They told her what to expect, and what to do, and what not to do.

She listened, and nodded, and smiled. She thanked them, and followed them, and did as they said.

She was ready. She was brave. She was happy.

She was going to space.

She climbed into the capsule, and strapped herself in. She looked around, and saw the other passengers. There were six of them, all rich and famous. There was a movie star, a rock star, a sports star, a business tycoon, a politician, and a philanthropist. They all looked smug, and bored, and arrogant. They barely acknowledged her, and ignored her attempts to chat. They acted like they owned the place, and deserved to be there.

She didn't care. She didn't need them. She had her dream.

She was going to space.

She felt the countdown, and the vibration, and the thrust. She heard the roar, and the cheers, and the silence. She saw the sky, and the clouds, and the stars.

She was in space.

She gazed out of the window, and gasped. She saw the Earth, and the moon, and the sun. She saw the beauty, and the majesty, and the wonder. She saw the colors, and the shapes, and the patterns. She saw the oceans, and the continents, and the islands. She saw the forests, and the mountains, and the deserts. She saw the cities, and the lights, and the people.

She saw her home.

She cried, and smiled, and sighed. She felt a surge of emotion, and a sense of awe, and a touch of grace. She felt alive, and free, and fulfilled.

She had seen the stars.

She looked at her watch, and realized that she had only a few minutes left. The flight was almost over, and they had to return to Earth. She had to say goodbye to the stars, and the space, and the dream.

She felt a pang of sadness, and a twinge of regret, and a hint of fear. She wished she could stay longer, and see more, and do more. She wondered if she would ever come back, and if she would ever feel the same, and if she would ever be the same.

She had one last wish.

She closed her eyes, and made a wish. She wished that she could remember this moment, and cherish it, and share it. She wished that she could inspire others, and encourage them, and help them. She wished that she could make a difference, and leave a mark, and be remembered.

She opened her eyes, and looked at the stars.

She hoped that they heard her wish.

She hoped that they granted her wish.

She hoped that they were her wish.