No Regrets

No Regrets

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"You only get one wish though. That's all there is. But you can wish for absolutely anything you want." This catches my attention instantly. "Anything?" I ask, my voice an excited whisper. The man leans closer to me, and with a twinkle of his eyes, he says. "Anything." I quickly said my wish, shutting my eyes so tight I start to see stars. I hear the man chuckle. And at this point I think he's just joking around with me, so I open my eyes. And all I saw was black. ~~~ My name is Rachel, and my story started with a simple wish. A wish so simple that it felt like if it did come true, nothing much would change. But I was wrong. Very wrong. My wish changed everything in the course of my life. They say change can be a good thing, not in my case apparently. But hey, no regrets... right?
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