Star Touched
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Azalea was named after a beautiful flowering bush that grew outside her house. The bush had been there for many, many years, planted with care by her parents and kept flourishing because of her sister. The death of her sister resulted in the bush wilting, slowly dying away.
Azalea felt just like that. She felt like she was fading.
Her sister's dying words were so confusing. She did not understand.
What was star touched? Was she star touched?
So many memories, so many words she did not know how to deal with. Until the bush started flowering again.
But why? It would grow during the night.
She would feel stronger during the night.
She was truly star touched.
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