for a long time I wish for the same special things. I wish on my birthday candles, shooting stars, 11:11pm, and of course wishing wells. late at night I'm still awake wondering if there is even a small chance that my wishes can come true. I wonder if I'm doing it wrong, maybe just maybe they don't even work! I say to my self that they must come true, no they will! but some where deep down I know they wont. I guess learned that years ago but it became like a game for me. I know it wont work but I cross my fingers and squeeze my eyes shut and whisper my wishes to my self. I still don't tell a single soul my wishes (just in case.)