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It was one of those classic dark nights. The kind where the clouds passed over the moon, but only lightly keeping most of it exposed. You could see almost all the stars, which really wasn't hard because it was way out in the country. There wasn't a tree in sight which made it even better by exposing the whole horizon. This was really making Ralph sick, so he got up and left the theater. Ever since his girlfriend had broken up with him anything that seamed to be all "lovey" and peaceful made him sick to his stomach.1

He walked briskly out of the empty theater. He was alone which had become the norm for him. His girlfriend was the popular kind of girl, one of those girls who was worshipped by everyone. When they were together he was king and she was queen. But now that it was over he had been demoted to jester. Everywhere he went he was recognized as the one who "couldn't keep up". Everyone got a good laugh out of the sight of him.2

This was the main reason he was at the movies at 11 at night. His best friend, Adrian, usually went with him, but she was busy tonight. He got into his car and slipped the key in the ignition. Just then it dawned on him. It was over. Almost everything good in his life was gone. Just because one girl had left. All he had now was his best friend, and even she was to busy for him. He was broke, alone, and way to tired to drive now. He wondered where his parents were at, rite then. They had gone on vacation about a week ago and left him with his aunt and uncle, who were always gone so it was like no one was there any way.3

Believing he was way to tired to drive he took his key out, and leaned the seat back. He had a sunroof which was nice, but the city lights drown out the stars, he could only imagine what it looked like based on what he had seen in the movie. He looked for the big dipper his teacher had told him about, but he couldn't’t find it if he wanted to. He slowly got drowsy and soon fell asleep.4

He woke up at about 4 A.M. to pounding on his window. “Hey kid!” it was the voice of security guard. “You know you ain’t posta be here rite now doncha?”5

Ralph struggled to open his eyes and managed in a horse voice to reply, “Sorry sir I was way to tired to..”6

He was cut off when the officer yelled at him, “hurry up what’s yur reason? It’s 4 A.M. kid go home!”7

“OK!” He roared catching the the man slightly off guard. "I was about to explain myself your hiness, but whatever. I’m outa here.”8

He started the car and drove off. It had been a rough couple of weeks and it wasn’t getting any better. He knew he shouldn’t even be driving, but he just wanted to be home. It was about 5 when he pulled into his driveway. His aunt and uncle weren’t even there. It didn’t surprise him, but he was still upset, he didn’t want to be alone. He walked in. Out of the big window in the front the could see the sun starting to rise over the city. It was truly a wonderful thing. He watched it for about 3 minutes, wishing he had someone to share it with. Then he trudged up the stairs to his room. It was still a mess from when he had left that morning. Clothes scattered over the floor, drawers wide open, and his 3 video game consules sprawled out on the table he usually did his home work on during the school year. He laid on his bed and fell asleep in no time.9

He had the greatest dream of his life. His ex girlfriend, Stacy, called him and woke him up. She was crying and said she couldn’t live without him. It was alright and they just treated it like nothing had ever happened. They went and saw the movie he had started before. Took a long walk in the park. He was on top of the world, it was everything he could ever have dreamed of. To bad it was a dream. When he woke up and reality set in it was the worst feeling ever. He decided not to get out of bed and just laid there thinking... about everything.10