Download Star By Eliza Witte Pdf book free online – from Star By Eliza Witte Pdf book; This is a YA and Teen story about friendship, love but mostly about life. In between the harm of drugs, the revitalizing power of music, the importance of education and the future we choose, we all are stars twinkling below and benefiting the helping hands of our brothers and sisters above.
A new star was born. A star like no other. A star that was to change the entire meaning of life as we know it, but for now was just about to be punished. I felt sorry for her, imagining her freckled face, as if the entire Milky Way was painted upon it; her fire-gold curly hair which she had the habit of wrapping around her finger when she felt annoyed, sad or when she just didn’t have the things her way and those big puppy eyes that no matter what she did would always let her play with fire without getting burnt. I knew that it was going to be a hard talk. Yet, it was something I would simply have to do. For her mere one hundred years of existence, she would always readily indulge in using The World Information Center to observe the humans. Now, she was in the library again while I was rushing through the corridors wondering how to save her ass this time.
‘I knew I would find you here,’ I said when I finally came in, breathless. She was staring at the informational space, as usual and was rather indifferent to anything else.
‘Hello, Electra1! What’s the matter?’
‘What’s the matter?’ I was really beside myself, ‘You missed the choir again. That’s the matter. Senior Sargas 212 said that it was for the third time this week that you had missed it. They are going to kick you out. If they don’t make you a shooting star, they’ll demote you to an asteroid for sure.’
The choir had been supporting the balance of the universe for eons. It was in the prescription of the Purpose of Meaning that stars were to sing. The universe needed music just like any other living soul. Yes, but my little friend had a very serious counter-argument.
‘Music? You call this music? This ain’t no music. It’s entertainment for pensioners.’ By now I should have seen clearly that in the case of Ankaa’s3, chatting, behaving
and imitating humans, and this included also their speech patterns, exceeded the level of the usual fun and had entered into the level of a slight obsession. However, Ankaa, herself, had so much more in store for me, ‘Why can’t our music be like the humans’ music? Look, Aerosmith got a new album and it’s brilliant. I can let you listen a bit if you want.’
And before I managed to object, Ankaa forwarded all the power of her mind to me and I was about to explode by the sounds that thundered in my head. She was ecstatic. I was shocked. It was time for a serious talk.
‘Turn that down and listen up! Look, you can’t consider only what humans do down there. You are a star and have to care about your own stuff. If you are a good star, they’ll make you a guiding star to a human one day and you will take care of them as long as they live.’
‘Oh, yeah? And this will happen exactly in three or four hundred years when I’ll be an annoying old piece of junk – useless and fat!’ She yelled at me.
‘Nonsense!’ I yelled back, ‘You know that stars don’t get old so easily. Look, you are spending too much time thinking about the humans. They are there, we are here. They have their work and studies, and so do we!’
‘But they learn many more interesting things! They work and study, it’s true but they also have the power to choose, they entertain themselves. They enjoy so many different kinds of food. Do you know what the BigMac tastes like?’
‘No.’ I had to admit defeat.