IT ALL STARTED WITH A WISH, A WISH THAT CHANGED A LIFE AND MADE SOMEONE HAPPY. BUT EVERYTHING HAS A PRICE, AND IT MUST BE PAID...

 It was a schoolday, and, as schooldays go, average... too average. The forecast was for evening rain. So when I went outside to get to my stop, I nearly forgot my umbrella. Five minutes out I noticed the clouds (unusually large rain makers, reaching up to the heavens). I paid no heed, at the time. I thought I might be late, for I left home in a rush, getting to my bus. As I walked on, I saw that same fascinating sliver of light [FOR THE FEW OF YOU WHO CARE, THE SLIVER OF LIGHT IS CAUSED BY AN OPENING BETWEEN BOARDS, IN AN OTHERWISE PERFECT FENCE. A PORCH LIGHT ON THE OTHER SIDE SHINES THROUGH THIS OPENING CREATING A BEAM OF LIGHT ON THE PAVEMENT OF THE SIDEWALK ABOUT A QUARTER OF AN INCH WIDE, AND NINE INCHES LONG, PERPENDICULAR TO THE FORESAID SIDEWALK] that hits the cement (as I do everyday). I walked past it, and this sound... this unbelievable sound, like two ICBM's -Intercontinental Ballistic Missiles- colliding, head on -as if I would know what that sounded like, followed by a sound similar to a ton and a half of windows shattering, and the wind whisking it all away. I blacked out.