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When Wishes Taste Like Poison January 24, 2012

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I was a little girl with big dreams.

I used to wish on the biggest stars, the curled up potato chips, stray eyelashes, the gum in the middle of the package, the candles and crumbs from the birthday cake, wishbones, when the clock read 11:11, fuzzy dandelion heads. . . One time I even wrote my wish on a beach rock with a charred stick from the fire and threw it into the ocean (somebody told me that it would come true that way).

But I’m grown up now, and I’ve realized that wishes don’t come true.

Some little girls are born princesses, they never have to wish for anything. Others go their entire lives only wanting one thing, and never getting it, some never even daring to wish.

Do you know what it’s like to want something so bad that you can taste it?  After a while, starts to choke you,  just  like Snow White’s poisoned apple.  .  .  She did eat the apple, after all, under false pretense that it would “grant her heart’s desire.”  Interestingly enough, and contradictory to my perspective,  I suppose the poisoned apple did ultimately fulfil it’s promise. The Wicked Queen met her demise, and Snow White found her True Love. On the other hand, all the Queen wanted was someone to think she was the prettiest girl in the world. . . Stupid Snow White.

 

 

 

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