<Love Me - JJ Heller> {loop}
"STOP IT!"
"SHUT UP!"
"GO TO ROOM!"
"I HATE YOU!"
Words that are all to familiar. My mum's drunk again. I didn't feel like making anything worse, so I just went up to my room.
I grabbed my wish journal and held it tight. Why can't dad be home? Why did he have to run away?
A tear rolled down my face. This isn't the life I want. I want someone to love me.
Then, I saw it. A shooting star. I panicked, and quickly opened up my journal. I recited the first wish I saw:
" I wish that on saturday, when I go to the mall, when I sit at the food court, my true love will sit with me."
What am I thinking? No one's ever going to love me.
No one.
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Wishes
JugendliteraturTwo girls see the same shooting star, and wish for the same thing. Two sides of a star, two different outcomes.