When a star is shot across the sky I like to think of it as a call from the universe. While they're twinkling up there, we build a lot of conversations and lose connection if there aren't any at all. But then I found out that they weren't stars. It was a story children were told to realize when they get older. A disguise. Mostly every other thing is. Maybe the universe never really bothered to call me either.

Stupid meteors I thought.

I learned that meteors are nothing but rocks and dust which made me feel worse. That is, until I stumbled across another book. It stated how fallen meteors show extraterrestrial life. Also, a meteor shower could mean many things, like a message even. I jumped for joy. The reason why I never get any rings is because I'm too faraway and before I know it the meteor melts and the message is gone.

And so I closed my eyes, clasped my hands together and knelt down. It was my turn to make a call.