A Magic Twinkling Star

A Magic Twinkling Star

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This story takes place about a star that was sad because it was lonely because it didn't twinkle as brightly as the other stars did. One day that star notices a teenage boy looking at her, and he wishes that he would have a person to have comfort in his life because his parents died from a tragic car accident so he is all alone and so he wishes at the star for a girl to keep him company. One day the star falls down onto the backyard of the boy's house, and realizes the star is the same age as he is and the star turned into an actual girl...what will happen between these two..?
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Her Wish

She was all alone now... Any previous traces of the outside world were temporarily pushed away as she entered her secret heaven, separate from everything and everyone else. Reclining slowly onto her back, crushing blades of grass beneath her, a faint sigh escaped from the eighteen year old girl’s heart-shaped lips. Gazing at the stars above and spending time alone, had over time, become her only escape of reality. This wide field of grass had become her home. The natural sounds of the crickets and the occasional hoot of an owl had become her neighbors, her friends. The tranquil flow of the river nearby, her music. And the far-off, scintillating stars, her hope. No matter how many things had gone wrong, how many times she had failed to do something, how many people had turned against her; the girl always had the option of crawling back to this secluded spot that none but her self knew of. Every time, she would crawl back here and wish upon the stars. And every night, she would wish for the same thing, over and over again. She’d wish for happiness. And she’d continue to wish, hoping that someday, someone, somewhere, would take the time to listen, that they would take the time to help make her wish come true. And one day, it did.

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