1 Wish

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Ever since I was a kid, I always struggled to make friends. If I didn't follow something a person wanted me to do, I would be thrown away like a piece of garbage. I endured it all through my middle school life. All the rumors about me, all the bullying...

It all got to my head.

I started to feel sad, and every night I would cry myself to sleep. My mom would question my mood swings and would call me mental when I lashed out at her. At the same time, my father would leave home because he couldn't handle his own family.

One evening my mom told me that she had enough and that I needed 'urgent help.' I tried to tell her I was fine, yet the scars on my wrists told a different story. That same evening, I was brought to a hospital that was an hour away from home. However, due to my refusal to contact anyone there, I was locked in a hospital unit alone.

One month passed, and I was still locked in this place. I even started to call it hell as a way to feel better.

I sat on the small twin-sized bed and looked at the window next to me. The silver bars covering it were cramped together, and all I could see through them was a timid light of the moon. I sighed in desperation. This was exhausting, mentally, and physically.

"Can you please eat some food?" My attention was diverted towards Mary, my nurse. She had a soft smile on her face, and her hands were holding a tray filled with hospital food. I gagged at the thought of eating it because I would remember the first night I spent here each time I would see it.

Let's say it wasn't memorable...

"No, thanks, Mary," I stated as I changed my position to face her. She chuckled and put the tray down on the small wooden table that was a short distance away from me. "Okay, honey, let's chat a little." I nodded because I always enjoyed our short-lived conversations. She was the only person that I could handle, even if I only trusted her a little.

Mary sat down next to me and pulled out a pen with a sheet of paper. She did this every time; it was her way of keeping a memo on every patient she looked out for during her shifts. "How have you been feeling lately? Do you have thoughts of hurting yourself?"

My heart stopped for a second. Mary never asked this type of question before. Our conversations would usually be related to what I like to do for fun, what movies I like, and what I enjoy to read. I moved to the edge of the bed. I liked Mary as a person, but what I hated most of all were these questions I refused to answer.

Two minutes passed, and Mary stood up. "Rima, you will never get proper help if you keep on refusing to answer this." I looked up at her and glared.

"I should have known. People always misunderstand everything. They think that medication can solve every issue, that everyone who deals with depression is either crazy or suicidal... Nobody who deals with depression is crazy! People are sad; people go through things. Medication is only temporary; that's why people never get better!"

Mary didn't show any sign of care throughout my outburst, and before I could react, she pulled out a needle and pierced it into my neck.

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I woke up in a dark room. I couldn't see anything. It was as if I had a blindfold on. I tried to pull my arms up but failed. My body felt heavy; it was as if I was paralyzed. I kept trying to turn left and right; it was once more a failed experience when it came to moving myself around.

Fuck! These bastards.

Mary betrayed me. They all keep on betraying me! I sighed in deprivation as tears started to roll down my stiff cheeks. This is too much... I want to go somewhere far away from here!

Someone, please help me!

'As you wish.' I sudden timid voice rang through my head, startling me.

A women's voice?

Uh, I feel so tired... I should probably get some sleep. I closed my eyes and fell into the darkness of my dreams.

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When I opened my eyes, I saw a clear blue sky in front of me.

What the! What is going on? How did I get here?

I stood up, but my legs stumbled before I could walk, causing me to fall to the ground. A second passed, and my ears started to ring, making me cry out in pain.

"Ugh!" I winced as I clapped my ears shut with a hand on each ear.

'Calm down.' I heard a women's voice flow through my head. 'If you don't calm down, your mind will fail to renew.' The voice announced, causing me to look around to see where it came from.

No human was present in front of me. All I saw was grass and deep forest trees all around me.

I took a deep breath. This was the voice that I heard earlier.

I sighed. "Who are you?" I asked while taking a few more deep breaths to calm myself down. This didn't make any sense.

'I am your guardian angel, Marina.'

"My guardian angel? What do you mean?" I questioned the voice in disbelief. Fuck! Why am I hearing voices now?! And better yet, why am I acknowledging its presence?

Shit, maybe I am going crazy!

'You're not crazy, you asked for help, so I took the initiative to take you from where you are from.'

Oh my god. Mira! You should have listened! You're insane—

Oh wait, this could all be a very vivid dream. I need to wake up!

I swiftly threw one of my hands up, letting it hit one of my cheeks. Huh? Nothing happened. I slapped myself the second time, and once again, nothing happened.

"Okay, dear 'Guardian Angel,' why am I not waking up?!"

'That is because you are not dreaming; this is reality."

You've got to be kidding me. How did I get here? 'I stuck your soul into a different body.' Marina stated with a little giggle behind it. You did what, and wait; you can hear me when I am not even talking?! I questioned her, dumbstruck.

'Indeed.' She responded. I quickly touched my face. It was really smooth. I then touched my lips. They felt really big and plumpy. I then trailed my hand through my hair. Why was it so damn short?!

A second later, I touched my chest. Hold up! Where did my breasts go?!

Marina?!

'Well, you see, your mindset has been transferred into a male body, my dear Rima."

"Aghhhhh!" I yelled loudly. This was the first time I clearly heard my male voice. It was kind of pitchy, considering that I was in a dude's body.

What did you do to me, Marina?!

'Stop yelling so much. Aren't you happy? I made your wish come true.'

Shit— she was right! I wished for this. I shouldn't be mad at her... It isn't her fault. However, how would have I known that I would suddenly wake up in a different body after declaring those words!

Okay, if I'm in this guy's body, where did this guy's soul go? I curiously asked her while picking onto the grass with one of my hands. It was so green that it didn't even look real, though when I touched it, the feeling of it was real.

'His soul is gone. He, like you, wished to go on a different path in life.'

Uh, I see. So mind explaining where I am? 'You're in Bailin, a completely different world from yours.'

Bailin?

'This world is what you call Bailin. It revolves around the supernatural.'