As the stars fall into the sky

February 23, 2025

Its past midnight as I lie on the hill near my house looking at the stars as and the small gust of wind sends chills and goosebumps down my arm and legs and then there's that hint of warmth tingle against my skin as the wind floods through my inky brown hair the sky reminds me of black waters and the stars fall into the deep abyss of the ocean. I’ve always loved to look at the stars any time I could I’d sneak out while Mama was sleeping and walk up the hill near our house and stare at them. When I look at the stars, I dream regarding how lovely it must be to be free where no one gets to force you into things you don’t want to do I wish I was a star maybe I could be myself and shine brighter than any star ever shined. I’ve told no one what I’d love to do with my life not even Mama although I’ve hinted it more times than I can count she doesn’t appear to get it though. My passion is writing such as now, for instance, I’m writing in my journal that my Papa gave me before he died he always told me stories before bed or any time he had the chance. Mama hated when he did that she said that involving myself in such nonsense is not what I need, but Papa ignored her. The day before Papa died he gave me the journal it was breathtaking a dark red leather journal with white roses stitched in the cover and my initials engraved in the spine of it and a braided fabric with a dove charm on the end to use and a bookmark. I’ve had it for 8 years he gave it to me when I was 7 and I didn’t start using it until I knew what to write about which I guess is now. Mama is making me marry a rich man I don’t know she met him while she was at the market and I was working at the waitressing job she made me get so I could make money to pay the bills. Each day I’d pass by his house when I walked to work and he’d catch up to me and try to spark a conversation, he’s nice and everything but he’s a bit too cocky and stubborn if you ask me. Mama says it’s because I haven’t got to know the real him so I agree with her but deep in my mind know that I will not waste my time trying to get to know the “real” him. In time bought alone of those cute little motor scooters so I didn’t have to talk to him, but today he came to my job with his dad! I was furious I mean alike persistent and can’t take a hint but the thing that boiled my blood is that he brought his dad, my gosh the nerve of some people. I walked to his table and asked what he wanted but his dad yanked me by the arm and placed me beside him “This here is my son Scott which I assume you’ve met him before.” his father says to me, I glare at Scott and reply with “What makes you say that?” his dad grabs both of my hand and cradles them in his as if they’d break if he wasn’t careful “Well I’ve heard excellent things about you and well my son looks to be very fond of you and you two are getting married and- ’’ I stand up out of the booth and slammed my order pad and apron on the table “MARRIED!” I shout, “As if I ever want to marry him he’s stubborn and cocky and I don’t care if he had every single dollar in the world because he doesn’t know a thing about me ‘nor do I concern him! I want to be a writer and not have to worry about a 21-year-old man who still lives with his father hovering over me every second acting as if he knows EVERYTHING ABOUT ME!” I look at him and his father and storm into the restaurant kitchen. My boss walks up to me and asks if everything okay and I cry and I mean a deep hysterical cry and he tells me to go home so I use my tips to pay for a bus ride home. When I get home, I lay on my bed. Today was the worst day of my entire life!

February 24, 2025

As an effect of yesterday had me low-spirited, so I rode my scooter to the store so I could get a few groceries and,, get a new tire for my scooter. The store takes my mind off thing but every marvelous thing has a grim side but mine had a terrible guy; As I’m walking to the checkout center there, he was his dad wasn’t there, and he looked as depressed as I was. I walk to the line opposite from his so I didn’t have to acknowledge his presence, but he moved to the line next to me and as much as I hate to say it he was handsome he’s wearing a suit with gray or brown elbow pad but today was different. He was wearing a gray V-necked, long sleeve with faded blue jeans and a necklace with the Virgin of Guadalupe on the shiny gold chain. Instead of his hair being forced to the side with an abundance of gel, it was shaggy and combed in a side-swept motion with side bangs above his eyebrows. I never noticed how blue his eyes were as if I were looking directly at the sky but it had a sparkle in them like stars in the middle of the day and how his hair was the perfect blend of blonde and a faded brown all I wanted to do was run my fingers through it. He might not be as dreadful as I thought, and that’s when it hit me I’ve been staring at him the whole time but he didn’t appear to mind because he was staring right back at me admiring each detail of my face, as I was doing to him. “Ma’am can you please move up the line.”, the cashier said as she scolded at me with an annoyed glare in her eyes “Oh, sorry I got a bit,” I look back at Scott as I’m speaking to the cashier, “Distracted.” I finish my sentence and focus back at the cashier and walk towards her, check out my items, and leave.

Later that day while Mama is fast asleep I sneak back onto the hill and I see someone sitting there and I didn’t think anyone knew about my spot. I walk up the hill and the grass crunches beneath my feet and as I get closer notice that the person is Scott, he’s still wearing the same shirt and pants but his hair looks darker "Beautiful isn't it? I ask “Very.” he half mutters and half-whispers back. I moved closer and lay next to him as he lies down. We spark a conversation, somehow, and it was nice he’s a brilliant guy who loves music and his pet dog, Jamie I apologized for all the unpleasant things I said about him and he said it was okay which was a vast relief. Once I get tired, I put my head on his chest. His breathing is so calm and his heartbeat matches mine and everything falls into place as the stars fall into the sky.