When I was seven I saw a shooting star for the first time in my life. I remember the glow in my eyes as I whispered my wish to some astrological god. That night I wished to be a star. I wanted to be as pretty and shinny as that path of meteoroid. Well, In a certain way my wish was indeed granted... but now my life is not exaclty how I expected it to be. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - It all started with a lie but let's not forget that within every lie there is some truth.All Rights Reserved