There was a boy,much like any other whose head was filled with all the curiosities of the world...with thoughts of the stars,with wonder at the sea...He took delight in finding new things...The name of that boy was Aren
The boy loved stars very much . . . .

Every night he watched stars from his bedroom window and wished he had one of his own. One day, he decided he would try and catch a star of his very own . . . but first he had to think of a plan...But how? Waiting for them to grow tired from being up in the sky all night doesn't work. Climbing to the top of the tallest tree? No, not tall enough. The boy has a rocket ship , but it is made of paper and doesn't fly well at all.The little boy tried everything from jumping to attempting to lasso the star. Nothing worked and the boy become very sad and so he walked near the beach where he saw a reflection of a star in the water. Of course he couldn't grab that one either, but suddenly he does found a starfish nearby.....and finally, just when the boy was ready to give up, he learned that sometimes things aren't where, or what, we expect them to be......