Today's excerpt comes from a fictional piece that I wrote about this photo. It is based back home and, as you might be able to guess from the little piece that I have given, isn't exactly a happy story. It's more of a realistic one.





“When you wish upon a star…”
My childhood was spent wishing on stars, and do you think any of those wishes came true? “Makes no difference who you are” my ass. Who you are matters. Where you come from, how much you earn, your age, your gender. People have been telling me all along that these things don’t make any difference. “The same blood runs through you,” they say. “Everyone is born equal,” they say. What a load. The people who say that are the ones who are on the top of the food chain, feeding off those of us who are at the bottom, those of us who can’t catch a break. Everything matters. I learned a long time ago that you make your own luck.