Anticipation

Just like the moon, we all go through phases. Just likes the stars, we all need darkness. But together, the moon and stars, are bright. The moon and me are one in the same. For in the blackness, I shine.

I have a precious love for the stars. Too fondly to ever be fearful of the night. With all the stars in the sky, it would be foolish to think we all shall wish upon one. So I, Rachel Baker, pick out the brightest star. One that seems to twinkle in the navy blue sky and wish. I would tell you what I wish for that night. After all a good wish should never be told.

*Please note this story is very detailed, and has very intimate scenes.*