“Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday dear Lizzy. Happy Birthday to you.” Isabella heard a familiar voice sing. She couldn’t make out the face, but it felt familiar. Suddenly, the scene became clearer and she found herself sitting at a table. Next to her was a woman whose face was blurry. She had no idea who she was, but she could tell this was someone she loved.
“Hurry up and blow out the candle Lizzy,” she heard a boy’s voice say. When she looked over she saw a little boy who was about a few years older than her. She couldn’t really make out his face, but like the woman, she knew he was someone important.
Without thinking, she closed her eyes, then opened them again and blew out the candles. The woman and boy clapped happily. “What did you wish for?” The boy ask
