My Own STAR

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I own a STAR.

 

Cool huh?

 

My STAR's not typical though.

 

It's not a massive, luminous sphere of plasma that can be found in the outer space. No.

 

My STAR is SPECIAL.

 

and HE is my STAR.

 

so HE is SPECIAL.

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Foreword

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I met a boy.

A boy with beautiful bright eyes, thin pretty lips, brown hair that looks so soft and milky white skin. 

In short, a very handsome boy.

 

I was stargazing at the park near my house when he suddenly appeared and talked to me.

"Pretty. Aren't they?" he said looking at the stars. He looked so serene under the moonlight.

"Yes." I said smiling appreciating his presence even though he's a complete stranger. I'm stangely happy since it's the first time someone actually came here at night and admire the stars like me.

It's not wierd right? Being happy, that is.

I have always loved the stars. I admire how they're light seem to shine brightly against the night sky and how they seem so many. They're just beautiful.

So I'm happy to know someone have the same interest with me. A handsome boy at that.

 

He stared at the stars while I steal glances to him from time to time. 

It's funny how two complete stranger who doesn't even know each others name be so comfortable sitting together alone at the park.

 


 

Hai~ x)

So I love starsss and yeah..

HAHA. dunno what to say.

pls. take time to read it anyway :"D

Don't plagiarize (just in case)

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