"Beautiful,"
whisper the stars
"You are beautiful."
"But how can you say that?"
I whisper back.
"Because, child, it is the truth,"
the stars sing into my ears.
"Surely-- surely you are more beautiful than I?"
I ask, my words carried on the wind to the heavens.
"Nay, we are but lights in the sky,
lights that disappear,"
they laugh, their voices soaring through the night.
"But you are so beautiful, so bright, so- so..."
I am at loss for words,
unable to express their beauty.
"We only come out at night,
and sometimes we are not there,"
the stars tell me, as if they know
something that I don't.
"I know that, but people still love you."
I tell them, crestfallen, for I know
something they do not.
"Ugly."
"Stupid."
"Dumb."
"Trash."
Words that hurt, words that sting,
Swirling in the air around me.
"Useless."
"Dramatic."
"Self-centered."
"Clumsy."
"Child, why do you keep thinking of those words?"
the stars ask, concerned.
"How did you know I was thinking of them?"
I reply, startled.
"We know your heart, love, we know your heart,"
they say, voices blending into one.
"Don't listen to people who can't show kindness,"
the stars tell me, their voices smooth and soothing.
"You are a beautiful light, brighter than any other,"
they whisper comfortingly.
"N-no I'm not.
I'm not beautiful.
I'm not a light,"
I cry, my voice cracking and trembling.
"You do not believe us?
Then we will show you."
Suddenly the sky is bright,
The stars shine like candles,
And I am swept off my feet.
"Where are you taking me?"
I cry, scared and shaking.
"We are making you the
brightest star in the world,
the one that everyone
will see no matter what,"
the stars sing with voices like angels.
"But how?
How will I be the brightest star?
I'm not good enough,"
I tell them, my mind full of doubt.
"Yes you are, child.
You were born for this.
This is your destiny,"
they sing to me, as they place me among them.
I can see the whole world,
All the planets and other stars.
I look down to see that I am glowing.
"What's happened to me?
Why am I here?
Why am I like this?"
I ask, my voice filled with fear.
The stars laugh, a tinkling, bell-like sound.
"You, child, are the North Star.
People will look to you for an eternity.
And do you know why?"
I shake my head.
"It is because you are beautiful."
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Amazing poem, Missa! I really liked the way you formatted your story, very compelling and something a lot of people could relate to. Great job lol the lil note at the end was wijegajsdl soo cute, friendship goals ;p
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Aw really cool poem! I love the star aspect and exalting her to be the brightest star. The way you showed her doubts and thoughts was really unique, and it gave us a different perspective. The conversation the stars and the child have is super cool, and nice use of adjectives to describe that experience. Super great job! and also: 👓📖👍 -LB
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Hewo
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This was beautiful, Missa. Well done
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Just a comment on your bio, Actually, 'Reading' is a town/city in England/UK and it IS pronounced as 'red-ing'
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Are you back yet, Ivy?
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hruuuuuuuuuu
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Oof it seems like you’ve deleted the story
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Bye Missa! See ya in 2022! Luv u <3333
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that's awesome that you're doing awesome :DDDDD
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Missa, Can we make it a 'job' of the grammar police to find mistakes and then 'fine' people? If yes, then I'll start with you. You bio says that "send a musical NOT to me".... Hope you found the mistake. For this severe crime against SPELLING, you will have to pay 50 Reedias
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What's a Reedia? A read of one of your stories? A comment on one of your stories?
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Nah nah It's like, the CURRENCY of Reedsy. I just formulated the term out of nowhere.
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But how do you pay?
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Idk...I went crazy that day 😁
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=D she did. she made me pay a fine of 50 Reedias. She gave me 30 for being super nice to her and saying smth like, "I love you DJ you're so amazing!". I'm still 20 Reedias in debt. :(
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Hey, sorry about dropping out in the middle of our convo. All that’s left to do is pray. I love you like a sister, Missa <3
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Um, I read your announcement, WHAT HAPPENED?!?!?
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Stuff happened DJ. At least I’ve still got Reedsy tho.
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👓📖👍
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Noice bio
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this is amazing and so wonderfullll also i love your name missa!
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Hello, my name is Nightmare Phantom, but you can call me Night or Mare or any other name you see fit. I am reaching out on reedsy to find more friends and meet more amazing people. If you are interested in getting to know me more, feel free to respond, if not, that's completely fine. I may seem stiff and emotionless at first but I'm a great person once you get to know me, at least I'd hope I am. ~Nightmare Phantom
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I want to apply for the Reedsy Grammar Police!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Okie.
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nice story, very meaningful, very true <333
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Absolutely beautiful! The power of the stars shines in your words ever bright.
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I love it so good I wish my daughter was little so l could read each night to her. the world gets such negative picture that we do not believe in our beaty. This is wonderful. I hope this get published.
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Aww, thank you so much. You just made my day! I wrote it because I felt that the world we live in just creates such an unachievable "beauty" that is just so unrealistic, when in reality, we are are all beautiful. Thank you for your kind words, and God bless you a thousand times! <3
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