There was a little boy named Christopher, in the 5th grade and no older then 11. One day his teacher told the class to go home and make a collage of who you want to become. "don't limit yourself" he said, "dream as high as you possibly can. Reach for the stars, and one day you might actually grab one." The little boy went home and found awesome pictures of gold and pretty buildings and beautiful waterfronts. It was decided, he was going to be an explorer who found the lost city of Atlantis. That night, the Christopher went outside to look at the stars. He pulled out his chair, stood on top of it, on his tip toes, and tried to grab a star. He reached and reached, but he missed, and fell off his chair.

When I was a teenager in highschool, our counselor told us to pick whatever class that appeals to us. "pick classes" she said, "that interest you so much, that you wouldnt mind making that skill your life long career." After thinking long and hard, I decided to take a class of everything. I didn't know what I wanted to do, and was hoping that soon I would find something that I could truly do, and do well, the rest of my life. It wasnt until near the end of highschool that they finally started telling us that this job wont do, and that job wont make you any money, and you might not even be smart enough to follow this career path. "But" they would say, "choose something that is safe, and something that will always give you money for food, shelter and clothing." That night, I decided to go to the highest point in town with my telescope. I looked through my telescope and saw stars so close, I felt like I could touch them. I reached out to grab one, and when I looked away from the telescope and into my hand, I realized I was millions of miles away, and all I had to show for it was an empty hand.

When I was younger, I use to sit around with my friends for hours talking about the most random things. Someone would say something, and we would react with, "nooo way, that cant be true." or "no way did that happen!" And so would begin hour long debates, with everyone choosing their own side of the argument to defend. We had no google, or internet, to find the answers to our questions, and hence would sit for hours and wander and wander about our world.

There is a single mother of three, who works at a minimum wage all day to make ends meet. She tells her kids to dream of everything, and reach for the stars. "one day" she says, "you might actually be able to reach out and grab one". And while her kids go off and play, she sits on the couch, in the groove in the couch that has adjusted just for her, over the years she has sat in that exact same spot. She drinks her coca cola, and eats her leftovers from two nights ago. Shes watching the same shows shes always watched, the daytime tv Dramas she has recorded, that make her feel better about herself. In one scene, A mother cant explain to her child who his father is and the music gets real intense, and the camera zooms in on the faces to add to the element of the scene., And at the scene this single mother of three laughs. Outside her kids are busy building a tree house. They are trying to get closer to the stars, because one day, they hope to reach out and grab one.

Somewhere else, there is a girl dreaming about a love story. The girl is about 16 years old, and she already knows exactly who she wants the love story with, and exactly how she wants it to happen. She use to wander about love and all of its grandeur and illusions, then she came across magazines like "17" among others, and they made life a lot easier. Say this to them, do that with them, ignore there call for this long, and pretend you arent that interested when you text them. Look this way. Act that way. Say this. Dont ever do that. "Thank god love is all laid out for us in these guidebooks" she thinks to herself, "I cant imagine how people in the olden days found and kept love."

There is a man who is sitting behind his desk at work, doing everything imaginable, other then the work he should be doing. He's been in this rut at work for over a year. The job is about as routine as a job can get. All his company does is make star shaped notepads, and its the mans responsibility to make sure everyone is getting their correct order. Make phone calls. Send emails. Thats all there ever is. But it pays the bills. Every morning, he cant believe that his dreams arent real, and that they are over, and he has to once again start the day. He gets to work, and systematically throughout the day can't wait until he is off work, so he can go home and finally enjoy his day, doing whatever he wants to do. The possibilities are endless, "but" he thinks, "I just need this work day to end before real life can begin". He counts down the seconds on the clock until the work day is finally over. He wants to read a book, go for a hike, drive around and get lost, go visit an old friend, maybe get in a ball game or play catch with a friend or neighbor. He might even draw or work on the novel hes been putting off. If hes lucky, he might finally talk to that woman he often sees at the coffee shop near his work. But the commute home from work tires him so. He has the motivation somewhere deep inside of him to still maybe do one of those things he had been planning to do all day. "But" he thinks, "Maybe a tv episode or two to relax wont hurt." He promises himself that he will get around to living life, once American Idol is over. Or maybe he'll do it tomorrow.

There is a coffee shop around the corner where all of life can change in an instant. A mere moment can change the entire course of history, or maybe just the history for an individual or few. People have a hard time believing that something as simple as a coffee shop can hold such power, but thats because they dont sit and observe its magic. For instance, there is a woman who comes into this coffee shop everyday around 5pm. Its on her way home from work, and being a single mother of three, she needs all the coffee help she can get. Not many people notice this women, except for a few. Noticeably, this one gentlemen who also comes to this coffee shop everyday around 5. Its right next to his work, and he needs the coffee for his long drive home from work; and besides, he has many plans for today, and many methods to really live life, but first, the cup of coffee. He looks at this lonely, lost woman, every single day. But she seems to lost in her thoughts to really notice him, or anyone else for that matter.

Here is where the power of the coffee shop really comes in. Lets imagine today is a Thursday. The man see's the lonely women again, and thinks of something to say to approach her. If he doesnt approach her today, he will never see her again; the women will suddenly have a change of whim, and start going to a different coffee shop closer to her home, starting tomorrow. There is nothing attaching her to this coffee shop, so for her the decision is quite easy. If this does happen, the man and the single mother of three will never see each other again. They will go on to live their own versions of what they think life should be. Him, stuck in his routine job until he one day may or may not meet a women that is aprovable enough to marry. He will continue to work at his job until he is old enough to retire, and live out the rest f his days in a retirement community. All of this most likely will happen, if he doesnt approach the single mother of three.

But. there is a moment. A mere chance, that something wonderful may happen. If only the man thinks of someway to say hello to this women, he would realize that she would, after the initial shock of someone actually talking to her, smile and say hello back to him. They would then nervously and awkwardly make a conversation out of it over a cup of coffee and start learning that they have more in common with each other then either thinks. They would fall in love, and soon would learn that the other has exactly the right type of motivation for the other to achieve their real goals.

He would quit his dead end job, and become a fifth grade teacher; partly because he loves kids and partly because he still believes its too late for him to personally live out all of his dreams, but its definitely not too late to show someone else to theirs. He would become a phenomenal teacher, and every other day he would tell his kids what his father told him to always do. "Dream as high as you possibly can. Reach for the stars and one day you might actually grab one." he would tell them, and those kids would go home dreaming of wonderful things they could see and become.

She would become an actual mother to her three kids, instead of just letting school and Television raise them. She would finally sit down with her 16 year old daughter and tell her love isnt written in a magazine, rather love is something that happens when you arent really expecting it to. Love happens all the time, everywhere, and it isnt scripted. And once the single mother and the man go married, they would go on to have a life full of adventures and happiness. And their kids would grow into strong individuals who know what they want out of life.

There is that moment, inside of the coffee shop. All it would really take, for the entire history of things to change, is that simple, "Hello". After a while, the man has nearly given up all his courage to do anything, when he finally decides he must do something. So he takes out one of his work notepads, writes the word hello on it, and goes over to give it to the single mother of three, not entirely sure if he will have the nerve to actually give it to her.

Christopher went back to his teacher the next day, happy with the awesome collage he made, but disappointed with the happenings of last night. At recess, his teacher could tell something was upsetting Christopher, so he decided to go over and talk to him about it. Christopher told him the entire story, of getting up on that chair and reaching out as far as he could, but coming up empty. His teacher smiled, and told him that everyone fails the first few times. He told him that some people fail far more times then that even, but if you keep believing in yourself, and keep trying, one day you will open up your hand and find inside of it, a star.

The kid is still visibly upset, and not really buying his motivational speech, so the teacher decides to go about it a different way. He grabs a chair, and tells the kid to follow him outside. The teacher tells little Christopher to get up on the chair and try to grab a star again. Christopher, too smart to fall for a trick, quickly informs the teacher that there are no stars during the day. "ah but there are! The stars are always there, but sometimes we just lose focus of them because they hide behind different things, or we lose track of them. Its only in the still of night when we are alone, we see them once again." Christopher still isnt buying it, but he decided to play along. He gets onto the chair, and closes his eyes and reaches towards the clouds as far as he can. A few seconds later, he gets off the chair and goes to investigate his hand, expecting to find it empty like the night prior. He opens his hand, but it isnt empty like before; inside of it is a star! Or rather, a piece of paper cut out like a star, and written on it, is simply, "Hello."

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Comments

 
Thu, 05/16/2013 - 1:17pm
Thekerbey Says:
 
 
Tue, 05/21/2013 - 8:33pm

This is so amazing. I've read this 5 times now and can't believe how it all just fits together at the end. Nice job dude, soo dope

 
 
Fri, 02/28/2014 - 5:12pm
TenaciousD Says:

I think this is my 3rd time reading this one.

 
 
Sat, 05/25/2013 - 3:45pm
ocho.cho Says:

damn....not what i expected when i clicked on it..i literally couldn't look away until the very end.
it was captivating in the way that i couldn't wait to read every word as opposed to stories where the words are simply a path to the part that actually matters.
i feel all emotional and rather nostalgic now

 
 
Sun, 06/16/2013 - 2:16am

I've been away for awhile. I am glad to have such beautiful stories to come back to. <3

 
 
Mon, 07/01/2013 - 8:11am

A-mothafuckin-mazing man. Thank you for this. It was brilliant.

 
 
Tue, 07/02/2013 - 5:01pm

Fuck man, you made my heart skip beat.

 
 
Sun, 08/11/2013 - 2:40am
 
 
Mon, 10/21/2013 - 1:27am

One of the most motivational things I've read in a while. Thank you.

 
 
Fri, 10/25/2013 - 10:05pm
PaulPerson Says:

Life is strange in the most normal way. Refreshing

 
 
Sun, 10/27/2013 - 1:16pm

This is some really good writing, I'm glad I read through it all.

 
 
Sun, 10/27/2013 - 2:28pm
.Theo Says:

Great story, incredibly original structure!

 
 
Sun, 10/27/2013 - 4:29pm

i dont seem to understand the ending... any explanation that i could comprehend?

 
 
Sun, 10/27/2013 - 9:02pm
JackHurley Says:

great story flow but at the end im all high and shit and i totally i dont get it

 
 
Mon, 10/28/2013 - 6:17am
foxgeorge Says:

In high too, but the teacher at the start is the guy In the coffee shop, the kid who falls off the chair is the teachers kid, who's mother is the woman in the coffee shop, who's daughter is the 16 year old girl.
Damn

 
 
Sat, 11/09/2013 - 11:28am

Christopher is the student who fell off the chair and later works at the paper star place and also goes to that coffee shop everyday and later becomes the teacher who takes christopher outsede at the end and has him reach for the stars again and that's when christopher finds the star paper that says hello in his hand that's he wrote the mother of 3 in the future?! I'm soo confused!! And how is the student the mother of 3s son?! Isn't just the 16yr old girl that reads 17 for boy advice just the moms daughter?!

 
 
Sun, 10/27/2013 - 5:03pm
bakayurei Says:
 
 
Sun, 10/27/2013 - 8:38pm

you have a God-given gift to write, thank you sooo much for sharing it. You should publish so everyone else can enjoy your amazing gift :)

 
 
Mon, 10/28/2013 - 12:24am
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Mon, 10/28/2013 - 7:27am

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Mon, 10/28/2013 - 4:41pm

That's dope. well written.you should consider writing motivational books.

 
 
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Mon, 10/28/2013 - 8:31pm
Bmancann Says:

Amazing. Structure is totally original. The Idea is totally original but unique in it's own way. I'm definitely glad my intoxicated mind allowed me to read all that. Definitely worth it. Please write a short story sir.

 
 
Mon, 10/28/2013 - 9:29pm

not gunna lie i cried a lil bit cause it was just so heartwarming. Thank you

 
 
Tue, 10/29/2013 - 7:17am
schramm420 Says:

That was just amazing, i think thats the best story ive ever heard, i took a bong hit before the ending and it just blew my mind

 
 
Tue, 10/29/2013 - 5:58pm

its no job for one man. but the world needs a scribe. and you seem worthy.

 
 
Tue, 10/29/2013 - 6:21pm
Pika_ Says:

some people get a racing heart, some people cry. I get chills

 
 
Wed, 10/30/2013 - 12:16am
 
 
Sat, 11/16/2013 - 5:37pm

definitely one of the BEST stories i've read on here :D

 
 
Tue, 12/03/2013 - 4:54pm
TenaciousD Says:

As usual, Yoinkie, a pleasure to read. Yours is the one account I'll always peruse when I get bored with the NewestUpcoming or whatever else I do on highDEAS. I know I'll never run out of reading material as long as you continue to contribute.

 
 
Tue, 06/16/2015 - 5:26pm

Amazing man... amazing. I'm actually a film student and would love to turn this into a short