In a beautiful town which was part of a wonderful city, lived a girl named Clara. She love poems and likes making one for herself. She was a very open-minded, bright, and lovely girl who had a sweet smile and a warm presence. But not anymore. She now lives a quiet and lonely life; full of peace but in a state of disturbance by thoughts which was hard to let go since she became an active imaginer.

Back in her thirteens, she had a quiet but cheering personality. She admired a person named Daniel and wanted to be as good as she was. Not only this, she had many more people whom she admires and which she believed she can achieve her goals like them. She was able to be excellent in almost all the important fields of her ambitions which was a sign of her perfect-being. She had so many dreams to accomplish which she was really happy of but when she share them, she would always get a negative comment instead of wishes for goods. But that didn't stop her. She  put her might hard and stepped out of the bad thoughts but worriedness passed in her mind which was a trouble for her in making decisions. She wished for many new things on her way and worked for it too. Her thirteen life was filled with admiring and envies of other people. And as she ran fourteen, she started working really hard and strife forward out of the hard road. Future was still hard to decide. All dreams she kept for pursuing was popping on her mind to follow which she was so worried she might miss them. She walked that year with bitter thoughts and coffee flavored taste. On a lantern festival held at the town, she went to a place where a little half of the town was visible. She went up some roads and walked some steps to reach there. She felt really nice up there on the viewing point but when she turned up her laptop and got accessed to the internet, she just felt low and sad looking at something which distracted her for a moment. She closed it and stood near the fence and tears went rolling down her eyes slowly to her cheeks and drips from her chin to the ground. She was lost talking to herself in her mind. She closed her eyes and burst out louder as she opened her eyes, she saw a shooting star glows in bright and dark colors and she quickly wished, "Hold me up!" to the sky and she huff and slowly looked down to town and appreciated the lighted town. The beautiful lakes with lotus and water lilies, trees with bright and deep colors, the flowers and the candle lights, lamp or electric lights glowing on them, and the people chattering with smiles on the streets was like a part of a fantasy tale which she dreamed of. She then smiled happily and went to enjoy the cheering atmosphere of the town.