The Girl Who Loved The Stars 

There was a girl who loved the stars and the vastness of her world. This girl was young, and starry eyed, with a love for everything and everyone in her life. She had an insatiable curiosity and thirst for knowledge of forms. She loved art, music, novels, and the limitless world that surrounded her. This was a girl who loved the stars because they shone down every night with a brilliance that sparked her imagination and creativity.

There was a girl who loved the stars and the vastness of her world. This girl grew up well, surrounded by love and support, and she learned compassion at a young age. This was a girl who set high goals for herself and did her best at every turn. She did well on her schoolwork and devoured every book she could get her hands on. The stars, to her, were representations of the limitless possibilities her world held for her.
There was a girl who loved the stars and the vastness of her world. But as time went on, the stars held a different meaning for her. This was a girl who tried her hardest in each and every one of her endeavors. A girl who cared profusely and aimed to assist whomever she could. This was a girl, of only 15 years, whose natural empathy was twisted against her. With her trust misplaced, she was stripped of her childlike smile and heartfelt laughter. This was a girl, one much too young, who had her innocence ripped away. This was a girl who only looked at the stars as an escape from her day-to-day routine.
There was a girl who loved the stars and the vastness of her world. A girl who felt more at home looking up at the sky than she did sitting in her own bedroom. The night, once vibrant and so alive, now only sparked nightmares in this girl’s mind. Sleep seldom found her and she was left alone with her thoughts at night. This was a girl who only looked at the stars through teary eyes.
There was a girl who loved the stars and the vastness of her world. But the further she collapsed into herself, the scarier it all began to seem. Where she had once found solace in the limitless possibilities, she now found nothing but anxieties in the realm of the unknown. This girl kept her head down often and started counting the drags and self inflicted wounds instead of the stars.
There was a girl who loved the stars and the vastness of her world. This girl’s life, once beautiful and full of possibilities, had been twisted and mangled into something she no longer recognized. This was a girl who wanted out, who looked at the stars as a better home. She closed her eyes and counted the stars found behind her eyelids as they wheeled her away into the unknown.
There was a girl who loved the stars and the vastness of her world. Her days still blurred together in her mind, but she found new and better ways to cope. This was a girl who drowned herself in music that reminded her of better days. When the flashbacks started she wrote her way to sanity, this time on paper instead of on her arms. This was a girl who looked up at the cloudy night sky and found rays of hope in the stars.
There was girl who loved the stars and the vastness of the world. She had locked herself away from everything, but she had begun to heal from the inside out. This was a girl who was slowly starting to trust herself again. Her days were still rocky, but the good was starting to outweigh the bad. This was a girl who looked the stars as guides on her way back home.
There was a girl who loved the stars and the vastness of her world. 

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