The stars above the striking skies are looking down on me. They’re dancing, with their smiles shining. I smile back. I want to reach them, I believe I can reach them. I loudly exhale before I jump, the highest possible. I can’t reach them. I try several times, but it seems they are moving away from me. All of a sudden, I notice the stars are bleeding and their hoots are ringing in my ears. I shed a tear, just a single tear. Then, I smile again. I won’t back down without a fight. Soon, I’ll have them.