...The wishing well left everyone terrified after their wishes were granted, but with consequences....
A Few Years Later..
I traveled about a mile from where I resided in the city. There is a tunnel which you can walk through. I was really concerned about what would have happened to me within the tunnel, which was filled with lethal odors.
After I've entered it. I figure out what the wishing well was. I couldn't see anything, but I immediately realized that someone had been standing next to me te entire time.
She gave me a sidelong glance. From behind me, a menacing woman was staring at me.
She shrugs thereafter, "I'm delighted you're safe after entering the tunnel, my loving daughter."
Mother? Is she the person I was supposed to meet? She was more apathetic than I was.
When was the last time I got that kind of response? I recall coming here to see how delighted she was to see me again, but receiveing ignorance in return was not sincerely good.
"Mother, may I inquire as to our purpose for being here?" When i said that, i became numb.
"Isn't that something i told you a long time ago? We're supposed to meet right here, without you interrogating me about the location!"
We got into a dispute. We don't have much time to argue, but we must remain disciplined. I'm having trouble socializing with strangers rather than my co workers right now.
But why do I treat my mother as if she was a stranger? It had to be because it was our first face-to-face meeting.
"We don't have time for that!" says by the family. She tried to push into the wishing well, but I was too smart to fall for it.
"Mother! Why are you putting so much pressure on me?" I felt discomfort inside of me, like if I had injured on my stomach or other areas on my body.
Is she completely insane yet? I was on the verge of dying at the time, so I'm not sure why she began shoving me off the premises. Something was awry while I saw something black in the darkest.
My mother abruptly exited the tunnel. She abandoned me in this desolate land of wishing wells and tunnels.
"Mother.. Mother.. Mother! Where have you gone?" I yelled for someone to tell me where she was but no one responded.
"She must have.. abandoned me," I reasoned.
She hadn't arrived yet, and time had passed. Until i came across a few photographs of the wishing well. I gathered them all on the ground, but something is missing. It's about an immortal who lives in this tunnel and supposed to be a wandering soul.
"If she hasn't arrived yet, I'll look for evidence of this wishing well."
Someone said it could be due to wishes, that they could fully destroy the Immortal's desire if they gave him a lot of wishes because of the desires were filled with wishes they never knew about.
A bat with human blood was placed beside the wishing well on a bench.
"Is that blood on the floor? Is it possible that I'm hallucinating?"
The sight of blood streaming on the ground drew my attention. Then I remember that while I wasn't looking around, someone bated me from behind. I geniunely had no idea who it was.
Mother began to emerge from the shadows. I was on guilt trip because I had no idea she would do something terrible one day.
"Dionne.. What is it you that you want this time?" She interjected herself into the conversation.
Didn't I say I couldn't say it? Wishes have rules, and one of them is that telling your wishes may or may not come true, regardless of the consequences that may occur afterwards.
"Mother? Why are you suddenly inquiring?" I was freaking out on her as she got closer to me.
"Tell me your wish, Dionne," She said as she got closer to the wishing well.
I imagined her being enraged at me, and that she might kill me as a result. I consider withdrawing her hand, but as I tried to pull her away from me, her grip became tighter.
I'm having problems fleeing from this place, which she has now guarded.
"Please, Mother, think about it one more!" She was comepletely oblivious to what I'm saying.
Then it dawned on me... Mother han't arrived yet, so I was just hallucinating. When I recall that I was going to murder myself, I get even more terrified.
"Is something wrong with my dear daughter?" My mother spoke in hushed tones, but was she truly the lady I knew?
"There isn't anything wrong with you, Mother. I'm worried you're going to kill me." Her mood began to shift in ways that went beyond her appearance and demeanor.
Is this a nightmare? I wanted to wake up right now to see if it was all a dream. Meeting my mother at this kind of area is kind of odd, but they said it was her favorite place, so it was a dream I never wanted to have. Before I was born, I almost misunderstood her about her history.
"Are you abandoning me here again, Mother?" She exited the tunnel and, as before, left me here.
However, there is some good news. She left something behind that could reveal the truth about why she came here, which is most likely not to wish well.
"I investigated practically every message she received from that individual on her previous phone," I said, "but five of them caught my eye."
...Messages from Unknown...
Mrs. Clark: Thank you very much. Are you sure you're saying something?
Unknown: I do, in fact. But have you yet figured out what you want?
Mrs. Clark: Yes, but this has nothing to do with you.
Unknown: Do you recall hoping at the wishing well for your daughter to die?
Mrs. Clark: All right, that's all right. She is responsible for my son's death and must bear the consequences.
When i looked up the messages, I cried. I have an older brother who was favored by my own mother, but he died as a result of my actions. Wasn't it true that I was hallucinating before?
Until I wasn't paying attention to what was going on around me.
"Mother! You've already arrived."
She assasinated me as I was ready to take her hand in mine, even before I could tell her about my older brother.
"This will be the last time you see me," She grins, and I close my eyes in grief.
The workplace, which holds much more than this one, is a location I won't be able to see again. I've always had sorrow waiting for me until daybreak, and I'll miss my happiness once I'm gone.
"Goodbye, my lovely mother," I said with a heavenly grin, and she looked perplexed.
Is this how it feels to die? I had the greatest skepticism in my life about being slain for no apparent reason.
I can still hear her voice from afar saying, "You look more lovely when you're dead, Dionne."
In her eyes, I'm just a stranger, full of hatred and vengeance. Clark's daughter has no succumbed to guilt trips and this death will not free me from the guilt trips I had before exiting this tunnel.
Dionne died as a result of guilt trips. She wanted her life to be full with doubts, and she didn't want anyone to disrupt her aspirations.
Several people discovered her at the bottom of the wishing well as she traveled into another universe. The high-ranking officers, on the other hand, assumed it was a traveller who has lost her way on the island of life and death.
Will she able to overcome her dread of the challenges she will face?
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...short notice...
A wishing well is a term from European folklore to describe wells where it was thought that any spoken wish would be granted. The idea that a wish would be granted came from the notion that water housed deities or had been placed there as a gift from the gods.
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