The star

I lay on the lawn looking up at the night sky.

A star twinkled more than the others. I winked at it. The star began doing loops.

I applauded. The star shot towards me through space until it was 100 feet above me.

I covered my face and yelled, “Aaaaaagh!”

The star said, “Oh, my God, no! I’m not going to crash into you!”

I uncovered my face. I said, “That was intense.”

The star said, “Sorry.”

I said, “That’s okay.”