>I wish I could go back to Disney World.
I wish I had the words to tell you what I want, when I want it.
I wish I didn’t worry so much.
I wish I could take Baby Corn home to my new apartment.
I wish I could get through a church service without having to “go to the bathroom” or stand out in the lobby.
I wish I didn’t get lost when I walk around alone.
I wish driving weren’t such a stress for me.
I wish I could speak like I can type.
I wish I knew that someday, I won’t have to depend on my mother as much as I do now.
I wish that I could make friends.