depressedgirl404
"Go to sleep, Carina, go to sleep..." Her mother sang softly as the young girl squirmed around in her small bed, writhing from fear of a nightmare. "Don't you cry, my dear, you're a star in the dark night sky. You'll keep shining even when the sun burns out."
"But stars burn out too, mama, that's what they say. I'll burn out too one day, won't I?"