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As he stood there looking at the night sky through his telescope, he wondered what it must be like to fly into outer space. But, just at that moment his mother called to him that it was time to come in and get ready for bed, after all it was a school night. Why did it seem that everything revolved around school. Fifth grade wasn't easy for a boy of his age at a new school. His parents had moved to another school district when his baby sister was born last summer.

Jack was amazed at how the stars shined as if they were reaching out to him begging him to be a part of them. Jack knew it was impossible but his need to get away made him wish he could be a apart of the sparkling stars in the sky. To be free from worry, to shine for others to see. Why couldn't he be a sparkling star in his parent's eye he thought to himself.

What he saw next made him forget all about school and his problems there. Through the telescope, across his field of vision, brilliantly silhouetted against the pearly moon, he saw the distinct black shape of a witch sitting on a broomstick, flying across the sky.
Jack blinked in disbelief and ran into the house to tell his anyone who would listen.

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Especially when the words and numbers never seemed to stay still on the page as you tried to read them, and your hand kept confusing letters with each other. And no one really cared to figure out why, either.

So Jack hoped to be rescued by some alien community which would see him as a wise man to go to for advise, or to be the witness of some heinous crime where he would be instrumental in it being solved and afterward being lauded with praise for the good deed he had done.

But he knew it would never happen, because he was an idiot. After all, both his parents and his teachers told him so.