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*Eighteen years ago*
Two children playing in the park, with no stress, no responsibilities, no one to tell them how to behave, two children simply free. the little boy took the hand of the little girl and led her to a swing.
he pushed her higher and higher in the sky as they giggled and laughed. and when it was late, the little boy took the hand of the little girl.
"I wish the stars weren't so far away." the little girl said.
"Why do you say that?" the little boy asked.
"Well because I would like to have my own star in my hand, beautiful and shiny." She said. The boy thought for a moment before he stood up.
He pulled the little girl with him as they ran towards the bushes and when they got to the meadow out back, the boy let go of the girl's hand and stepped forward,
