How Did I Become The Leader of a Billion Men

If you had the opportunity to wish for one single thing, what would it be? You have an unlimited amount of time to decide, the only catch being it has to be something with an emotional background. It has to have the ability to make you feel how you have never felt before. If you were to ask everyone in the world, half would say something ridiculous and the other half would ponder and come up with a very heartfelt answer. Perhaps this is all due to my birthday being in a month, but perhaps not. It makes you wonder though, just like making a letter to Santa, getting three wishes from a Genie, or blowing out your candles on your birthday. Maybe we as a society came up with these ideas of wishing to help out those who were desperate and needy for just a sliver of satisfaction. For all we know however these wishing grants actually do work. Although, if that's the case then maybe what I'm wishing for isn't exactly the best thing to be wishing for. Should I continue wishing for this specific thing, even though I've only been asking for it for two years I feel that if I bother someone long enough, something will happen. The thing is, if my wish were granted, I would be able to go back to the original person I used to be. But at the same time, if I were to lose that part of me all over again, the monster that grew in me over the loss the first time would completely take over, shutting the world around me and leaving me in complete darkness...

Can We Please Have a Moment of Silence

Charlie Chan wrote, "Death is the only appointment we must keep, and for which no time is set." For the past couple of days, I have actually been thinking about death. Whether it's my own or my dad's, it's been twirling in my head like a gnat at a picnic. Death is the one thing I absolutely fear. I may hate doing a chore or hate crickets but nothing scares me more than dying. It just doesn't make sense that one minute, I'll be here and the next I won't. Death to me, has to feel like when your in a deep sleep and in a heavy dream but it's really peaceful and your dreaming about all of your dead relatives and you can't seem to figure out if it's really happening or if it's all a dream. My biggest fear other than dying however, is dying at a young age. Not living my life to its fullest potential. Not having the satisfaction of seeing my grandchildren or hell even the son/daughter I hope to have. It's odd though, in our most desperate times, we can't help but wonder. If I were to die today, would anybody miss me? So you can't help but imagine yourself, looking down towards the ground pretending that people are actually caring that you died. So as I conclude, I can't help but ask if you had the choice of either knowing how you were going to die or knowing the exact date you were going to die which would you choose? No matter how disturbing the result, you can't help but feel that you'll finally be able to live your life even if your trip to the pearly gates is in a matter of hours...