Heres another post from a journal entry that i wrote 3 years ago.

I found this journal entry i wrote from my sophomore year in my notebook. It was a good entry so i figured I write it out and share it.
         Silence filled the bed we’re I laid from my room. I stared from my pillow past my windows at the stars above. They seemed to shine in a radiance that called in my mind the times. I wished upon a star when I was small. I couldn’t sleep and the more I tried, the harder it got. Mom and dad are asleep in the other room and my sister is also asleep. It’s just me, my room and the stars above. I’ve lived here to long I tell myself. Before turning over to look at the clock shining on the shelf .It’s 4:00 and I’m still awake, so I pull this book out from under my bed and start writing. However the thing about it is, that I’m awake now. I’m awake. A star above me lights more than the other for about a second and than dies in the light. I ask myself did someone’s dream die on that star.