"It's 11:11, make a wish!," he whispered.
"What did you wish for?," he asked, eyes glowing.
"I wished for world peace," I lied.
"Really?," he asked. He knew I was lying.
I really wished for me to be the last thing he thought about before he went to sleep.
He smiled. "I wished for whatever you wished for to come true," he said.
And I knew he wasn't lying.