Veronica
Why isn't there any good in goodbyes.....
I want my father, my brother, and my grandpa back. The only beings who love me for who I am. The ones who admire my obsession of art, music and stars. The three most important had left me alone to defend myself against the world.
Just to let you know, last week my father, brother and grandpa met into an accident. A drunk truck driver smashed into them and in a blink of an eye three lives that matter to me the most have disappeared into the wilderness.
The only thing that gives me hope to live are my stars. I can go up on that hill nearby my house. It is where I think, talk and even sing my heart out to the beautiful stars.
The best part of it all is that nobody knows you are there, it's like you are in a different world and dimension all together. A place called home and where you can sense a feel of comfort.
This past few days have been hell. My mother had never even bothered to check up on me or some sort. She has been trying to keep herself busy by working. So, most of my night are spent on my hill of stars. Sometimes, I just wish I had someone with all three of their personality. A person as kind hearted as my father, as wise as my grandpa and as annoying as my brother. Just for once, I tried imagining a person like that but ended up falling asleep on the hill.
That particular night, there was a shooting star and Veronica never realized any sign of it. Her wish was made upon that shooting star. The stars laughed at her silly wish but they granted hers nonetheless.
