As long as I can remember when I was 5 my father took me to America and I was a pure outcast, but I then made a friend he accepted me no matter how I was or where my parents came from. He always stood by me whenever I was humiliated and never let anyone hurt me. As I thought this was a good thing it seems I was wrong. Every time a person wanted to become my friend he scared them off and said that he will be the only near me anyone else will only do me harm. This got to the point when even the teachers couldn't stand having me at the school, causing problems to everyone who got near me. Leaving my father no choice we had to leave and we'd never return. Time has passed since that year and I am already starting high school. Me and my dad have moved to a new city for his work and this is all I can think of by coming to a new town. Rejection,selfishness,and no hope.... but I can no longer live with that. I leave the house for a evening stroll and look up at the night sky and it is filled with stars. As I gaze upon it I see a shooting star and make my wish "May no one reject or keep me for them selves, I-I-I just want to be loved"
