I had returned home a few hours ago. Every student had a small dorm to live in. Luckily, no roomies for me. The starry sky shined outside my window. I laid in bed, my ripped pants laying on the ground. I laid there sad and defeated in my pink undies.

My room was modest. A small blue bed pressed up to the left wall by a window to a garden. It gave a great view of the stars. If I hadn’t been so depressed, I probably would have doodled them.

I had a closet and a personal bathroom as well so that was nice.

Other than that, opposite of the bed was a drawer on the right wall. To the north side of the room, the wall right of the drawer was the doors to the closet and bathroom. In between was a mini fridge and a very cluttered desk. The walls of the room were old tattered like green.

I flopped onto my tummy as my bottom shook. The underwear did nothing to hide anything. The bed shook and probably cried under my weight.

The attention I got was so nice. Well besides the bottom accidents. Today people seemed to communicate with me, as if I wasn’t a walking bottom.

I smiled. Attention would be nice.

I dropped my pencil and flipped my unfinished drawing to the floor. I sat up and looked out to the stars. The premises of the high school and dorms were really out in the middle of nowhere. The lack of city light really lit up the sky. I smiled and sat up against the wall looking out.

“I wish I’d get more attention.” I said smiling faintly.

As I said that a shooting star flew by in the sky. It sparkles magnificently. I smiled and chuckled wondering what are the odds?

I had a feeling. A strange feeling in my torso as it sank down to lower regions. It felt magical. I laughed thinking I was tired.

I decided to sleep. I curled up into a big jiggly ball and snuggled my duck plush. His name is Phil.

I laid my stressed noggin against the pillow and drifted off to sleep.

I didn’t know it, but that wish would come true. But rather then a wish, I would consider it a very big curse instead.