I went to Wisconsin to go to Holy Hill and it was my first time going there. My aunt told me to make a wish because it was my first time going to Holy Hill. I looked up at the beautiful church and I saw bright, vibrant colors. Mass hadn’t started, so I decided to think. What struck my mind was wishing that I would finally be together with my best friend. I tried thinking of another wish, but it never seemed like it would make me as happy as being together in a long lasting relationship with him. Memory lane was attacking my head with all these memories him and I had. My eyes were watery and I almost broke down crying. Music started playing which was the kind of sad, slow songs. I held it in throughout mass, but I knew that, that wish was the the wish I’ll always be waiting for to come true just one more time.