Chapter 1:
After Wasting All of My Life Doing Nothing I Wished Upon a Star To Live a Fulfilling Life
My eyes felt like anchors as I stared at my phone.
“It’s 2 AM already?”
I laughed to myself.
“Man, what am I doing with my life,” I said with a light chuckle.
It was just one of those days. The sort of days where you really need to ask yourself what have you really done in life.
It was like a frequent episode that pops into your head.
What are you doing with your life?
I laid still, my eyes now closed.
-What am I doing with my life? I thought to myself.
Seriously, in the past 17 years of my life, what have I really accomplished?
Reality hit me hard. I felt the pressure coming onto me.
-What have I done with my life? I thought once more.
I had no trophies, no hobbies, and I didn’t even have a skill that I’m particularly good at.
How have I lived my whole life accomplishing nothing?
I stayed quiet, my thoughts coming to a halt…
It was laughable.
How did I not even aspire to be good at something?
I felt sick. I felt as if I was going to puke.
-College is only a year away, I told myself.
-Only a year away and yet I have no idea of what I’m even gonna do while I’m there. Do I even know if I’m even gonna get into college?
My eyes opened abruptly, my feeling of fatigue fading away.
“Man… am I really gonna live my whole life like this?” I asked myself.
Pacing back and forth between my desk and bed, my thoughts went wild before I stopped myself, taking a deep breath.
“Relax,” I told myself. “You just need some air, that's all.”
I went over and opened up the window that had laid close to my desk.
“Wow,” I said in a whisper.
The night sky was something to marvel at. With tiny stars complimenting the crescent moon hanging above the earth, a small object caught my eye.
Racing its way past the other stars, I looked up in awe as I observed the rock that brought beauty to the skies. It was a shooting star. It had to be.
“Wow,” I said once more. I mean, what else could I say?
I clasped my hands together and lowered my head.
It’s dumb, I know, wishing upon a shooting star. It seemed childish, but even so…
“I wish for only one thing…” I said to the star. “I wish to live a fulfilling life.”
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