She was always different from the rest, everything was, the way she acted, thought, dressed, loved. No one really admired her or had any desire to talk to her. she had only 3 friends, who were mostly like her. at lunch she ate with her best friend and watch the "cool kids" she would always wish to be there but she never fit in. when she lays in bed at night she looks at the stars wishing she was one, they shine so brightly and look so admirable, something she always wanted to be, but she is also like a star small next to the rest and alone. She often lets things get to her head and she now knows she is not good enough. her expectations are too high for her and she always wants to be some one she is not. but out of all things she is a wonderer, she sits in class and wishes she could have a better life, she looks in the mirror and sees something she doesn't often like. there is no hope for the star child she will always just be a waste of space.
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