A Girl Made of Stars

(I wrote a little thing and feel free to look at it when you need someone to tell you a story to help you out a little. I’ve always been afraid to share it online out of the fear of it being stolen, because I like to keep the writing that I hold dear to me to myself, but I feel like it should be shared, not stolen.)

She had always felt worthless. Everyone and everything around her made her feel like a bad person, but she didn’t know that she had a heart of gold because no one would tell her. She tried to be understanding with them, regardless of how they treated her. They didn’t want her to realize how much she was worth, so they put her through a crippled world of conflict and confusion. She didn’t know who she truly was, and she feared that she was what they said she was.

She felt worthless and unimportant, and she often thought that if she died, the world would keep spinning, the sun would still rise and fall, and time would go on like normal. But everyday she would continue living because she was afraid of Death’s cold clutches, and she was most afraid of not being able to feel anything ever again. She liked to watch people laughing and being happy with each other, and felt a touch of warmth spread to her as well. The warmth would be overcome with the empty and hollow feeling of depression because she thought she didn’t deserve it. She continued on anyways, suffering in the hopes that it’d get better.

If anything, she was full of hope, even if she’d get let down often. So she couldn’t help but cry every time her hopes deflated, feeling worthless again and again. But she didn’t know that her tears became the stars in the night sky. She didn’t know how important she was, so she cried. The tears that rolled down her cheeks transformed into the bright stars, each one filled with hope and compassion. Her imagination was just as bright, so she formed constellations and galaxies as beautiful as her soul and heart with every tear.

You may not feel like much now, but your tears could be contributing to the stars in the sky. Stay strong, because you’re so important, even if you don’t know it yet.