My son Tim, who is the eldest of my three children is a little bit like me when I was his age - introverted, sensitive and a bit of a geek. So I was pleasantly surprised when he nonchalantly handed me his Certificate of Award and the essay which won him second prize in the English Essay Competition with the terse, "You can blog this!"

This is his wish. So here is "The Wish" and wishing you a wonderful weekend.

Hmm…if I had one wish, I’d wish for something spectacular and wonderful something so majestic that even makes the kings and queens green with envy. But what would I wish for? World peace? Endless riches? No, not that. I can’t possibly enjoy such a gift, that gift I wish for…perhaps…maybe. Immortality.

Eureka! Under no apparent reason, I was inbound to an eternal enchantment that is superior to a thousand blessings. I am immune to age, disease, pain, suffering but not to greed. Now that I’m immortal, I can do whatever I want. Fixed in a body at its prime age, I can acquire every skill that any human body can feasibly acquire. Breaking countless world records, reading every book, experiencing every level of expertise of infinite jobs. I cannot die.

Under my natural behavior I develop changes in personality. Becoming a better person, a shell of my former self stuck in the ice of the past that never existed. I have become a grain of sand, stuck between the fine neck of the hour glass, never falling through as if I held my magic. Magic? Still being immortal limits my boundaries, if it were to defy gravity, defy the law of physics I’d ask for another wish…

The greatest gift god has given us is life. Human flesh will decay, rot and disintegrate into nothing. Where does the soul go? Which religion to believe? Years of effort gets wasted away, it is not like everyone on earth leaves a mark before they go… Where do I go? My soul permanently incased in this flesh, bone and blood. There’s nowhere to go, only up. Up? Yes you dimwit, up to acquire my wildest of dreams, the greatest of luxury, the epicenter of all that human creations, skills and power.

Ah…I’m committed a sin of greed and gluttony. I’ve become a parasite that cannot picked off form the world. A stain of blight growing outwards and getting larger. The enchantment continues its existence and so does the envy of mankind wanting to acquire my gift. Is that so? Perhaps they wished for something that is only a moment’s pleasure, a mere shimmer of happiness. NO! GO AWAY! IT’S ALL MINE! That’s it. I succumbed to greed.

“What is thy name?” (Soft echo)

“I will not speak.”

“Who is this one that defies the very essence in which be the natural order?”

“It is I.”

“Then shall you be stripped of all your gifts. Gift of sight, hearing, taste, touch…immortality.” (Thunderous echo)

“Never, it belongs to me, it is mine… mine…” fades into distance.

Woke up, bad dream. Had I made the right wish? It feels that life is becoming a curse. No. It’s just a bad patch, pull yourself through, the grass is greener on the other side.

Then I sat, thought. What do the others wish for? Something less significant, more significant perhaps? But what can be better than infinite regeneration? Immortality? I’m cracking up. The walls closing in, no! Stay away! Pictures talking, haunting echoes… thunderous shakings. Earthquake? Resolve mind, get a hold of yourself, relax, inhale. Walls still not stopping, I need company.

Jenkins, my butler. His face, disintegrating, rotting. The plants, wilted, brown, dying. The atmosphere is dying, threes no life. No life? Maggots popping from flesh, died as well. Leave me be! My flesh is impenetrable, impeccable, indescribable, I am… I’m…

Mental…

Insane…

Dead…

Done By: Tim

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