Deflating Friends

I had this unsettling attachment

to Casper the Friendly Ghost.

For my sixth birthday

I was given a balloon in his shape.

My sister had already told me about the magical properties of helium.

I was curious with thirst.

Could have burst with the indecisiveness

of whether to drink

or save Casper.

I waited

watched him pucker

ended up with nothing.

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