bright lights

"That day in the hill, I saw something about you," he starts. "They started from the tip of your fingers, and they went up all the way through your arms. When I looked at your eyes, they were already there, flicking like fireflies. They were lights. They lit up like Christmas tree. I tried to capture it with your camera but I know now that I am the only one who can see those lights. Nobody else can, not even you"

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Bright Lights follows the stories of eight teenagers finding their own lights.