A shining star grants one wish

by TiredTea

Another day. Same old, same old. They all threw around the same insults. "Monster! Go die!" and "Why don't you just kill yourself?" It doesn't hurt me. It doesn't.

...ah. So gentle, and bright. Blood pumped through me...and I could feel it. The beloved smell of sweet pollen filled my nostrils, and I could smell it. I was real. I was...enjoying life.

Life is so beautiful.