I layed in my bed staring up at the glow-in-dark stars stuck on my ceiling. I remeber the birthday I got them. It was my 10th, and I had seen them at the store a week before. I begged and begged to get them but my mother said I had enough stuff in my room already. I was so angry that when my birthday rolled around I didn't even smile as I ripped into my presents. But when I opened my last one and saw those stars, my heart lit up. I was so happy and my week of anger instantly disappeared. I don't know why, but whenever I get...