Each and every night, a thousand people, and that is all they are, tilt there heads skyward and utter a wish. Just to themselves, very quietly, and if they are asked what they are doing, they respond, "Nothing."
Some of those people have good lives, but wish for something more fulfilling. Others wish for greedy things, like money or fame. Still others have humble little lives that they fight to elongate every day.
Humans are strange like that. They always want what they can't have, and don't want what they need. I always think that humans will be the death of themselves.
So yes, humans do wish. However foolish the wish may be, it is still a wish. They wish upon stars, not knowing what a star really is.
Welcome to Wishing Inc. Every star is actually a satellite. Your wish has been recorded and an agent was assigned to your case. Enjoy the rest of your evening.
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Wishing Inc.
General FictionWelcome to Wishing Inc. Every star is actually a satellite. Your wish has been recorded and an agent has been assigned to your case. This is my story!!! I wanted to write it but I didn't want casey to see the framework, so it shall be the first stor...
