Looking at the shooting stars and the vastness of the night sky, I gazed at a shooting star and closed my eyes. What should I wish for? I could wish for a pony that I never received in my childhood or perhaps I desire a grand amount of money to use for whatever purpose I deem necessary. There are so many things to wish for and I cannot even begin to imagine the possibilities of a single wish. I re-opened my eyes and thousands of stars were gliding across the stars. As I lay down on the grassy field with everyone from my neighbourhood outside on the same land as I, I realized that I could wish all what I wanted. I shall wish for money, ponies, and maybe even a love. I’ve always wanted to fall in love with a fantastic boy who would love me for who I am. The light of the stars would be my hope and my path toward my dreams, or at least this is what I believe. Silly me, 15 years old and I still believe in shooting stars granting everyone’s dreams. I got up as the night sky was fading into dusk and the morning sun was peeking itself from over the hillside. I walked away and suddenly I found myself falling down and a boy with short black hair, reaching his hand down. “Are you okay?” he asked with a worried tone. I looked into his sparkling blue eyes as the sunrise reflected off of them and took his hand. “Thank you” I replied with a smile. Maybe one of my wishes will come true right now.
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