A small seven year old boy sat down on the sidewalk, his back leaning up against a building. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he buried his head into his knees. Silver drops of rain pelted at his head, he was soaked in water, his arm bruised and stung from the rain.  
He looked up at the people around, they passed him by without a thought or word. He pushed his red brown hair out of the way of his eyes and stood up. There was one place he could go. He ran down the street slipping and sliding in the rain. He approached the large gates of a school building. He climbed to the top and stood trying to make his way down. the rain made his hands slip and he crashed to the ground. He lay on the ground for a few minutes before opening his eyes. He pushed himself up and ran to a playground. He climbed to the top of the slide in the middle and looked at the night sky. He smiled at the stars, "mommy...." he wiped away his tears. a shooting star passed by , he looked up and made a wish, "i wish i could shine in the stars with my mommy". he climbed off the slide and went back to his empty home.