The Sticker Fairy

She came! She really, really came! I was certain of it, I knew that she had been there last night. The sticker fairy had come!

I was so excited that morning when I woke up. I bounded off the bottom bunk before my brother, in the top bunk, was coherent and threw open the drawer. Sure, I knew that this was his drawer, I knew that it was his stuff in there, but I also knew that the sticker fairy had visited. She couldn't have left the stickers just for him, right?

I don't remember anymore what the sticker fairy looked like. I don't even know that that's the name she had, I just know that that morning I was certain that someone had come and left some stickers in that drawer. And wherever there're stickers, there's the chance for fun! So that morning, I threw open the drawer and grabbed the stickers and started sticking them everywhere I could.

I don't remember what my brother did or what my parents did. I don't even remember where the stickers came from, although I have some fairly good guesses. And I'm pretty certain that there really was never a sticker fairy, that that part at least had just been a dream.

But at night, I'll lay awake and wish I could see her again. At night I lay awake and long for the days where there was magic in the world.

And maybe next time I won't get in trouble, next time I know better than to apply stickers to the furniture.