(INSPIRED BY THE PROMPT: “Wishes made at 11:11 always come true, except someone always wishes for nobody’s wishes to come true. This is the first day that no one has made that wish.”)
The world erupted in a frenzy at 11.11am. Skittles poured from the sky flooding the Skidmore’s newly renovated pool, colors swirling together as the pool boy looked on in horror. Ms. Skidmore disappeared with a crack and reappeared in the arms of her Argentinian lover she’d had the pleasure of encountering during the Spring of ‘79 when she was studying abroad. Mr Skidmore was horrified to see his bank accounts drained and all the funds wired to an Argentinian baker he recalled his wife being fond of during their trips around Latin America once the kids had all left the house and left them empty nesters with too much time on their hands.
Rachel Skidmore looked on in horrified to delight to see her bullies being torn to shreds online, as classmates ragged on their appearance and outfit choices and flooded their latest TikTok posts with vitriol that would make her conservative Christian grandmother bless herself and pray to the Lord above to forgive the youth, misguided and lost.
Between one blink and the next Benji Skidmore found himself transported out of his bedroom and behind the desk at the Oval Office. A secret service agent composed himself and handed the young boy a giant red button and asked him to verify the launch codes to dismantle all nuclear weapons in the continental United States.
It is a curiosity that the Skidmores were the only family to have anything unusually strange happen to them. Experts who have since analyzed this date and time for historical records have concluded that the rest of the world cancelled out each other’s wishes, or the other wishes might not have been granted...yet.