Lena and the Falling Star: A Short Story by Lee Richardson
“I wish I could be a star,” she suddenly said out loud. She didn’t really mean this, of course. It had just been something to say.
That was why it was so surprising when she suddenly heard a boy’s voice loudly whisper from somewhere above her, “You can be a star if you really want to.”
“Who said that?” Lena asked, looking up.
“Look up,” the voice said. “Don’t you see me? I’m a star.”