Different Person

          The night was rough I was struggling to sleep. With all the things going through my head I decided to go to my window and sit there and look at the stars. Upon sitting there I witnessed a shooting star at that moment I wished that I would get the chance to trade lives with an unattractive homeless person.  I wished this for myself because everything might not be as bad as it seems and I would learn to not take things for granted. This way I would not get down on myself about all the little bad things that happen in my life. After I wished I went back into my bed to try to get some sleep. The morning had rolled around, I woke up to cold winding blowing on me and birds chirping next to me. I found myself in our town park, lying on the bench near the play ground.  I was confused on how I got here, and why the park out of all places? I looked at my body to make sure I didn't get hurt. Upon looking at myself I noticed I was wearing really dirty, ripped old clothing. I remembered at that point what I wished for that night. I honestly didn't think it would really happen, but by the looks of it, it had happened.  I got off the bench and started to walk around, I noticed everyone was looking at me really weird. In a way that made me feel way different from everyone else. I was thinking to myself, is this really how they feel, unloved, weird, and useless. I kept walking around, I didn't know how I would get food, so I started asking people for money. Everyone was ignoring me, so I decided to get louder and stand on tall things ,but I noticed that I doesn't matter how loud or tall you are. You need to be good at something or impress people if they are going to give you money. I that point I started dancing, everyone loved me and the money was pouring in. once I got tired of dancing I decided to pick up all the money and go and get food somewhere, because I was to hungry to function. When I went to get food it seemed as if no one wanted to serve me. I made them those because I was starving. When I got out of the restaurant I went back to the park and sat there wondering if this is all they do with their lives. I realized that I don’t know what I would do without my phone or nice close or a decent meal.  I came to a conclusion that I needed to change who I’m because it’s not all about the things you get and it’s not right to be selfish.