My whole life I never asked for much. I haven't asked for something specific for Christmas or my birthday more than once or twice. Ever. I guess I have always figured I could be patient and accept what I was given until there was something I really, really wanted. The only things I remember ever wanting so bad were a dog and just for everything to turn out alright. Countless times I have wished and wished for absolutely nothing more than for everything to turn out in a good way. Every day for two straight months I have been wishing for something. Something that I just want so much that I can't think of one more thing that I want more. I just want everything to turn out alright. Andrew came in my room last night when I was in my bed. He sat down and played me some songs on his guitar about believing and creating and celebrating great things. It just made me feel like everything was going to be ok. It is almost Christmas, and I have never wished for or wanted anything more. Just for a friend.
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