A Never Ending Story

Once upon a time, there lived a beautifully bright star. She was the “Sparkling Dimaond” of the night. People would stare up at her with wonder. “Oh! How I could be a star! A star like that one so very far away,” people of earth would say with spirits high. The star would inspire people; painters painted, writers wrote, and teachers taught about the magnificent jewel. Everyone thought that she was brightest out of all the other stars, and that she could out shine them all! They were right. This gem was a very powerful piece of cosmic dust.

Diamond was always happy. She would sing to the moon, dance around earth, and preform with the sun. But secretly, she was lonely. She wanted someone that she could call her own. Someone she could love and cherish. Someone just like her, but different enough to keep things interesting! So one day, she went on an adventure. On this trip, she found someone… a comet. He was so breathtaking with his tail of ice and colour. She knew in an instent that he was meant for her. Diamond flew over to him, “Comet, oh! What a sight you are! I’ve never met an actual comet! Please, come sing with me. Let us dance across the cosmos in our song.” The comet kept on going. He did not stop. He did not look at her. He kept going.

Heartbroken, Diamond flew home. Tears of dust flowed behind her. Then, anger hit. “Why didn’t he look at me!? I’m the Sparkling Diamond! I’m the most beautiful, talented star in the galaxy!” Star was inraged… she felt as if her very inside was about to burst. And that’s exactly what happened. Her core opened up, and exploded in just seconds. Her life as a star ended with a sudden, silent burst. But as her last moments came upon her, she felt something changing. She was changing! Her form, it was no longer a star, but a beautiful super nova. She expanded through her solar system and sprinkled stardust on everything. New stars would form in a matter of time, but time was just a number to her.

Once she finished her job spreading her dust. She disapated as a super nova, but her soul went on to another star being formed. She wasn’t as beautiful as her old self, but she was still just as bright, if not brighter. People mourned over her old body. They would miss their sparkling diamond. But now, they had a new light. A light to guide them back home. Star had learned that she was strong by herself, and did not need a comet to complete her. So she shined bright for the people that looked up at her. For she now was the “North Star.” The light that keeps us all hoping, and wishing, and bound for safety.

Call me a safe bet, I'm betting I'm not.

I need someone who will sit there and listen to my mess of memories, feelings, and problems and not judge me.

Where is my mind?

Recently, I’ve spent most of my time alone.

Now, I very much enjoy being alone. I don’t mind it, nor do I mind being with a large group of people. The alonedom supplies tremendous thinking time for my ever wondering mind. And this great time of freedom to be myself does not make me what society calls a “loner”, it makes me an individual that is comfortable with only having their self as company.

I have spent my past few days staying up till the wee hours of the morning. While most of you are sleeping in your warm beds, safely tucked away with only your dreams to captivate your soul, I, on the other hand, am up.

I am up, thinking, reading, writing, drawing, feeding my soul with all sorts of beautiful things. This time alone makes me feel inspired. It makes me realize that I don’t need anyone but myself. And that makes me feel strong.

People fascinate me. We’re so afraid of being alone. We’re so afraid to lay awake at night with only our thoughts. We think that we desperately need somebody to constantly talk to. We don’t. You have this glorious thing inside you, it’s called your mind. And once you are used to what it does, and how it works, you can get used to being alone. You won’t be considered lonely, you might just even be happy.