Witness of a Falling Star
Witness of a Falling Star
A brilliant flash of light streaked across the starlit summer sky. It lit up the whole sky for a couple of seconds and then returned it back to the darkness.
I wondered what it was. Sitting on the sand near rocks made me feel cold, but the flash of light brought warmth. It was not late, although the sky was already dark blue, almost black. The moon and stars were looking down in the ocean as in a mirror. The wind was slightly blowing the water, making waves. They gently pushed the rocks, disappearing in the white foam. I liked being near the sea, looking at the endless horizon and listening to the rusting music of waves. Sometimes I even got to see and listen to sea gulls. But this time I could not stop thinking about the light. What was it? It was beautiful, but at the same time it had something strange and cosmic in it. I laid down on my back looking at the sky. It looked like in a fairy tale, a bright yellow moon and millions and millions of tiny stars.
I closed my eyes. When I opened them I saw a flash of light again. It was fantastic! It was even better that the first one. The flash was sparkling, followed by a brightly colored “tail”. It was silent, but it seemed like it wanted to tell everyone that it was a star. I could not stop looking at it. But then I remembered what I was supposed to do before it disappeared. So I closed my eyes, made a wish and smiled. Now I knew what it was.