June 28, 2008
I wish…
It’s past midnight and I can’t sleep. I can’t stop thinking about what Mom told us. If Dad knew he could get hurt using the ladder, why did he do it? He always tells me that he’ll have no sympathy for me if I forget my rollerblade helmet and hurt myself. Well after hearing about how Dad hurt himself I have no sympathy for him. I’m mad at him!
Oh, being mad at him isn’t helping anything. Plus, I feel awful being mad at him. Didn’t he know it was scary for me and Shannon and Curtis to see him like that in the hospital? Didn’t he know that I looked forward the family camping trip because I could be with him? And even Trish was going to come this year. Am I the most selfish girl because I’m mad at my dad?
How could this have happened? If I were truly a Quidditch player at Hogwarts I would cast a spell to make him better, like that bone-growing formula. Or if I could get wishes granted on stars like in the stories, I could fix this. Only I wouldn’t want lots of wishes. I would just want one wish.
Star light star bright the first star I see tonight… I wish for my daddy. Oh Dad, I miss you, why’d you have to get hurt? It was so pointless.
I wish I may I wish I might… why wasn’t he more careful… Now we can’t go camping this year, and he can’t do anything with me like he promised. I’m so mad this happened. I’m so scared that he had to go to the hospital.
Have this wish I wish tonight… I love you Daddy. Please just get better now so this will all go away.
That’s what I wish for. I wish this had never happened.
Rebecca