Stars were shinning brightly in the night sky. They were so close she that she could touch them, so she reached her hand out to the sky, in hopes of bringing back a star. She had a sad look on her face when she didn't get a star. She reached further out to get one. Suddenly, she realized what was going on... she was reaching for the tree, not the stars. A mean man was pushing her out the window of the two story house. She was so scared, how terrified she was. Before she knew it, she was flying. No, not flying. Falling. It seemed like she just kept falling, it seemed like forever. Until she finally hit the ground, everything went black. Her body disappeared... she awoke on the ground of a bathroom, looked in the mirror. She looked like a different person, she was a different person. She couldn't die, she would just come back as another person. She always knew what death felt like, but never peace.
