Shooting Stars.



My sister called me. Told me to look outside. And before my eyes, the stars were falling. She was almost in tears with joy, telling me she had never seen anything like it. I, was speechless, watching the stars fall before my very eyes.

The joy filled me, with energy I had never felt before. I jumped like I never jumped before. I squealed like I never squealed before. It was truly a site to behold.

I made as many wishes as I could, and as quickly as I could. I wanted all the luck selfishly to myself.

But to share that joy with my sister that night, was something I will cherish for the rest of my life. And one day, me and her will drive out to the middle of no-where, and we will see the stars and all of their majesty together. This city constricts me. It's poison, covering the sky, hiding the beauty of the universe.

I want to see it all. And I will see it all.

But until then, I must wait, and relish the memory still fresh in my mind of the joy my sister had, and that I had. And I didn't want that night to end.

Never in my life, had I seen such majesty, as something so destructive as a falling rock from space.

I made a wish.
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1 Response Dec 14, 2012

yeahhhh....sure it wasn't a meteor shower? many shooting stars don't fall in such synch unless.....