"Say something," he snaps, "or is that pretty little mouth of yours finally going to stay shut?"
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Four-point five hundred seventy-one billion years ago the galaxy formed. The planets were set into orbit and four-point five hundred forty-three bill...
When I was little, I wanted everything. I wanted to live in a castle, I wanted to be an astronaut. I wanted everything. I wanted to be in the universe, to melt with the stars as if I was a mere particle of dust. To have the stars melt on my cheeks, to have the glitter fall into my hair, to have the asteroids sing to me.
I wanted everything and all at once.
I wanted a mom that would sing to me about the cosmos, a dad that would pinpoint each constellation.
I wanted a boy that would stargaze with me, I wanted a boy that would travel to the depths of the universe with me.
And I wanted someone to drag me back to my senses, to tell me I was crazy for wanting things I can never have.
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