People say that when a person dies, he turns into a star and can look at that person day and night.
So, I began to pray to God: I hope to become a star, hang in the bright night sky, and stare at Him for a long time.
God said he would consider turning me into a star. So, I began to prepare to become a star.
But, it all happened too fast.
I was destined to disappear into the vast night sky before I was ready.
I didn't even have time for God to turn me into a star.
God said: Let the past be past.
So, I gathered countless thoughts and shed a tear, and then disappeared in the wind.
But, God didn't tell me when I could see him again.
So, I started dreaming. In the dream, he had bright eyes, a clear voice, a calm personality, and a warm heart.
So, I hope I never wake up from this dream...
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PS: First-person warm-hearted writing.
The writing style is fresh and fresh, not very sad.
This article is a slow read, so you need to be patient to read it.