Stars, what do you think of when that little word appears out of nowhere? These little bundles of light are huge, beautiful balls of fire and hot gases that you see from far away at night. When I think of stars, I always think of summer; laying out in my field and staring out into a valley of stars, making random wishes and trying to perfect my life. Although, I always know in the back of my mind I know nothing is ever going to change. I sometimes feel that my life will be a dead end. I know I will end up somewhere, but how soon will I find out? I know it should be at least another 10 years, but I will get sick of the same routine (wake up, go to school, go to club/sport, do homework, go to bed, repeat). I guess right now, no one my age knows what will happen. Only fate gets to decide that. So I guess I will just keep wishing on those tiny stars, hoping my wishes will come true, until I get the one wish of knowing what my true destiny is.
Maybe part of the trick is figuring out how many of those wishes you can control...
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