When You Wish Upon A Star

When You Wish Upon A Star

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Every hundred years, a human makes a wish on the stars. Money, fame, or fortune. What ever your heart desires, and you will obtain. William Cipher a young man, his life a total hell. His father had died the previous year, the one person that cared for him and he has recently been dealing with some abuse from his mother and peers. One stormy night, he stood at the edge of a cliff, ready to take his own life until he heard a soft voice. "Make a wish my sweet child, never feel this pain again. I've watched over you every night, because since the beginning I've loved you." William closed his eyes and jumped hoping to hit the icy cold waters underneath the cliff, as he fell faster and faster he looked at the moon's soft glow and made a silent wish. Darkness was all he saw when he woke up and a smile with a young man, stars twinkling on his forehead, and a silent whisper say. "My name is Dipper."
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Going through all the time Bill was with him. It wasn't that bad, was it? If I really think about it, he was actually kind of nice to me. Well, as nice as he can get. And what if I start to miss him? What if I visit him every day? So what if nobody knows about it? All questions I ask myself as I walk to his statue every day. We ended him, so why do... I feel... guilty. Is he really gone? Is he listening to my pleas to come back? Is he laughing at my despair while I visit him? So many questions... and none of them have answers. But one hovers above them all. IF HE'S NOT DEAD, WHERE IS MY MUSE? Why do I still call him my Muse? Is it because I actually do miss him? Or is it just because of the way that I feel attached to him? I still have so many unanswered questions. Bill, why are you like this? You left me confused. I remember your last words to me. I won't forget them either, with the memory gun destroyed. Time to try writing BillFord. This is going to end up a mess and I know it. I've read mostly BillDip, so not much BillFord here, but I can still try. Don't know how long this is going to be, so have fun with this probably mess of a work. I don't know how it's going to turn out, I can't read the future! Your dear friend, Axyl. P.S. I don't own any of these characters, they're Gravity Falls people.

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