"Oh my gosh!" I exclaimed, overwhelmed by the surprising sight before me.
"Me?" he asked, puzzled.
"No, her," I replied, looking up, but there was no one else around—just me.
"Fooled you. It's you," he laughed.
Was he asking me out? The question lingered in my mind, and I was both excited and apprehensive. The rest of the day passed smoothly, and everything seemed to fall into place. But as time went on, two years flew by. Gradually, the charming demeanor of the man I had once admired began to fade. He revealed a side of himself that was cruel and mean, a stark contrast to the person I had initially met. I realized that he was nothing like the prince I had imagined.
I decided to end the relationship and move on. It was a difficult choice, and though I felt a twinge of sadness, I knew it was the right decision. Life had to go on, and I had to face reality.
Then, a few years later, the same woman who had given me the ring appeared again. Her presence was as enigmatic as ever.
"My child, your life is about to change now," she said cryptically.
"Change?" I echoed, puzzled by her words.
"Yes," she confirmed.
I went home, contemplating what the old woman's words could possibly mean. The mystery of her statement weighed on me. Exhausted from the endless drama in my life, I locked the doors of my house from the inside and went to sleep, hoping for some peace.
"Again, the same dream!" I murmured as I drifted into slumber.
In my dream, the boy I had once admired had turned cruel once more. It was a nightmarish repetition, and I could see him being punished. People around me were commenting, their voices filled with a mix of awe and disdain.
"Oh, what a heavenly sound," someone said, their tone almost reverent.
Suddenly, I was enveloped by a sense of ethereal music that seemed to come from nowhere. I found myself in a place that felt otherworldly—a realm that resembled heaven. Confused and disoriented, I looked around and saw a figure who radiated an aura of divine authority.
"What would you choose your life to be, child?" the figure asked, a voice that resonated with celestial power.
"Me?" I asked, uncertain if I had heard correctly.
"Yes, my child," the figure affirmed.
"I want my life to be successful, smooth, and wonderful. I wish for myself to be someone who achieves great things and experiences joy and fulfillment," I said earnestly.
"Wish granted," the figure proclaimed.
"Granted?" I repeated, the word echoing in my mind.
As the figure vanished and the heavenly music faded, I woke up with a renewed sense of purpose. The dream had left me with a feeling of hope and a determination to pursue a life of success and happiness. The mysterious encounter and the divine grant had given me a new perspective on my life.
I resolved to make the most of the opportunity that had been presented to me. The past disappointments and challenges were now part of my journey, but I was ready to move forward with a positive outlook. The promise of a successful and wonderful life motivated me to work hard and embrace every chance that came my way.
The old woman's words and the dream had guided me toward a new beginning. I knew that the path ahead might still have its difficulties, but I was prepared to face them with strength and optimism. Life was full of possibilities, and I was determined to make my dreams a reality.
With a heart full of hope and a mind focused on my goals
I stepped into the future, ready to create a life that was as beautiful and
fulfilling as I had always wished for.
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