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Stars in the sky

03 May 2010
by Ashkhen Grigoryan

"Hello." There was no reply. "Hello," repeated the voice.
At the end of the decrepit road there sat a girl in rags with a dirty face. She was watching the stars in deep concentration.
"May I sit down?", asked the girl who had just arrived, dressed in clean clothes and with properly brushed hair.
"This is a road, not my house, so you can sit down for however long you please." "Come, let's be friends."
They were both watching the stars and there was something very mystical about it. It was already getting dark. The rays of the sun were trying to strike through, but just to frighten the clouds. In this instance, the clouds won.
"Why are you looking at the sky?"
"I am waiting for the stars to come out so I can see my mother."
"Does your mother live with the stars?"
"Yes."
"I will come back tomorrow as well as the day after, and we will become friends."
"I will not be here tomorrow."
"Where will you be?"
"Maybe with my mother."
"I want to come with you too."
"Come. Good night," and the girl went away.
This is dedicated to all those who see something when looking at the stars.
"Hello." There was no reply. "Hello," repeated the voice.
At the end of the decrepit road there sat a girl in rags with a dirty face. She was watching the stars in deep concentration.
"May I sit down?", asked the girl who had just arrived, dressed in clean clothes and with properly brushed hair.
"This is a road, not my house, so you can sit down for however long you please." "Come, let's be friends."
They were both watching the stars and there was something very mystical about it. It was already getting dark. The rays of the sun were trying to strike through, but just to frighten the clouds. In this instance, the clouds won.
"Why are you looking at the sky?"
"I am waiting for the stars to come out so I can see my mother."
"Does your mother live with the stars?"
"Yes."
"I will come back tomorrow as well as the day after, and we will become friends."
"I will not be here tomorrow."
"Where will you be?"
"Maybe with my mother."
"I want to come with you too."
"Come. Good night," and the girl went away.
This is dedicated to all those who see something when looking at the stars.

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