I lay there on the grass with my best friend. I looked to my side and saw my friend lying with her eyes closed. I smiled to myself and looked at the sky.
"The stars are beautiful," I heard her say.
"Very beautiful," I replied. I looked at her and she looked at me. She said, "You know I am just like the morning stars."
I looked at her confused. "How?" I asked.
She smiled and replied, "You can't see me but I'm always there," and with that I woke up.
I looked to my side only to find no one there. I smiled sadly to myself and looked at the morning sky. I sighed. Farewell my friend. I stay where I lay. Under the goodbye sky.
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Short Stories
AléatoireThese are just some short stories that I have written. Please vote and comment^•^