Lucy looked out her window. Today had been an especially bad day at preschool, and her parents were fighting again. Her head was still sore from the other kids pulling her hair. She felt tears stinging her eyes as she looked for a star that could grant her wish.

"Oh, how pretty!" she gasped when she saw the brightest star she had ever seen shining right near her. It was the perfect star to make a wish on. She clasped her hands together, as if making a prayer.

"Star light, star bright.

Brightest star I've seen tonight.

I wish I may, I wish I might,

get the wish I wish tonight."

Lucy paused, wondering if she should make such a selfish wish, but forged ahead.

"I wish that my life was better, that the other kids liked me and my mommy and daddy didn't yell anymore," she whispered, opening her hands and standing up from her kneeling position in front of the window. As an afterthought, she added, "Amen."

Lucy climbed into her bed and snuggled deep under the covers. She looked outside the window one last time.

"That's funny. The star wasn't that big just a second ago," she mumbled, seeing the star she wished on. As she stared at it, it continued to grow bigger and brighter until Lucy had to shield her eyes.

"What's going on?" She jumped out of bed and opened her window. The star was shooting straight towards her. Lucy almost screamed, but she didn't want to wake her parents up. She backed away as the star shot towards her now-open window. Milliseconds before it crashed, it came to a stop directly in front of Lucy.

"Um, what are you?" Lucy asked curiously. The star twitched a bit, then made a noise.

"I'm a star, obviously. I came for you."