Wish #4: The Wish Journal Series

NOTE: This series chronicles the wishes Tina writes in the Wish Journal she received from her aunt when she turned 13. To better understand Tina's character, be sure to read her other wishes in chronological order.

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Tina frowned as she threw another shirt from her closet and onto her bed. The pile was growing quickly. At first she fell in love with the full length mirror she found at the Dollar Store and then tacked onto her closet door. But as the months went by, it turned into such a chore.
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It was summer. She was sixteen. Tina worked part-time at the ice cream store and the free samples were reflected in the mirror. 

There was supposed to be a bonfire down by the lake tonight. All of her friends were going. It was Kelsey's birthday party--there was a water trampoline, and rafts, and an abundant promise of timeless fun! It was all anyone talked about since invitations went out a month ago. Kelsey was a senior, but Tina worked with her sister at the ice cream shop and invited Tina (her sister allowed her to bring two friends in exchange for not being annoying during the party).

This was the chance of a lifetime:  to attend Kelsey Harding's eighteenth birthday party! And Mom agreed to it! Now, she just had to find an outfit and a bathing suit.

Taking a break from her critical reflection, Tina sat against the wall, moving aside a sea of belongings that cluttered her bedroom floor. Sighing, she leaned her head against the wall and felt a stray breeze wander through the open window. 

Wish #4:   To Be Beautiful             

I wish I was beautiful. I wish that my waist curved and didn't look so boxy. I wish my thighs didn't jiggle when I walked and that my nose was smaller and my front teeth didn't stick out as much. I wish my hair wasn't frizzy or got out of place five minutes after I brush it. I wish little wisps of hair didn't come out of my pony tail and that I didn't have that mole in the middle of my neck that looks like a bug crawling towards my chin.

I wish my neck was longer and my eyebrows were even. I wish I didn't hunch over as much--that my posture was better. I wish pimples wouldn't pop up on my forehead and that my skin wasn't so red. I wish my eyes were any other color but brown. I wish some stranger would see me and think that I'm pretty. 

I wish I had confidence in who I am... I wish I was happy with being me.