Think about it. What’s the best present you could ever get? When you were young it was your first bike, when you’re a teen it’s the latest piece of technology that you just had to have. When you’re older it’s to wish that you were younger and have people tell you that so. But, honestly. What is the best present you could ever receive? Perhaps it’s money. Perhaps it is those tickets that you want so badly or perhaps it is the one thing that you’d only joke about wanting. 

 

 

Birthdays are the best times for  happiness, gains and best of all wishes. The candles. The cake. The song and then the final breath with that one wish in mind, no matter how silly or far-fetched it may be.

That’s the thing about birthday wishes it’s once a year. A special wish that can be spent in any way you want. 

 

‘28th July’, My birthday. The day that I have to make count. 

 

The loud buzzing noise from underneath my pillow had awoken me quickly. Looking around it was dark. Almost pitch black. I picked up my pillow revealing my now silenced phone attempting to adjust my eyes to the small light source. I focused even more on the blinding screen seeing the time, ‘12:00am’.  I shook my head as I blinked slowly finally seeing that a message had arrived. 

 

‘Chloe-ah Happy Birthday! ^-^’ The very first and the best message of all to receive. I smiled happily even though the number was unknown and at how this was the start to one hell of a birthday. 

 

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As much as I enjoyed the presents I receive each birthday I couldn’t help but feel on edge. One present remaining, “A surprise for a little later”. The anxiousness was killing me what could it possibly be? All would have to be put a side as my very own cheesecake was brought towards me. Now this was certainly becoming a great birthday! 

 

The small flickering lights swayed as a chorus of voices harmonized coming to a close signalling my time for the birthday wish. I closed my eyes and awaited as a breath escaped exterminating the flames. 

 

The entire room now darkened. Only muffles and shifts of footsteps could be heard. “Are you ready for your last present?” A voice called through the darkness. I nodded eagerly forgetting that no-one could actually see me in this state of lighting. With a muttered ‘yes’, the lights droned into brightness. Revealing a rather large box. Receiving a nod, I quickly ran to the box lifting the lid. I peeked inside the box only to see a face of a bubbly boy that brought me much joy, squashed into the large box with a little red bow on his head. 

'NO. WAY! HOW?! IT'S NOT POSSIBLE!' I thought as He just sat and grinned adorably. I can't believe it! 

 

“Chloe-ah. Surprise!”  He smiled, standing from the boxes hold. It all became clear the message, the clues, everything. I could only stand in bewilderment as I practically engulfed the box boy in utter happiness. 

 

“Saengil chukha hamnida”, He whispered. 

 

It was official. Best. Present. Ever!