I do! But it's still a bit odd. And nice, psychology. You going for a doctorate?

*oh good, vlekkie's here. would you like one lump or two? it's boiled in the fires of hell.*

He is fishing for a star. His little sister was dying of cancer, and her only wish was that she could have a star, for a little while before she died. Ensue magic, feels, and general adventure.

IT'S ALL BLACK AND DEFLATED AND OH MY GOD DON'T LOOK

"Die Geschichte von Hans Guck-in-die-Luft" (The Story of Johnny Head-in-Air) concerns a boy who habitually fails to watch where he's walking. One day he walks into a river; he is soon rescued, but his writing-book drifts away.
In "Die Geschichte vom fliegenden Robert" (The Story of the Flying Robert), a boy goes outside during a storm. The wind catches his umbrella and sends him to places unknown, and presumably to his doom.

"Die Geschichte von dem wilden Jäger" (The Story of the Wild Huntsman) is the only story not primarily focused on children. In it, a hare steals a hunter's musket and eyeglasses and begins to hunt the hunter. In the ensuing chaos, the hare's child is burned by hot coffee and the hunter falls into a well, presumably to his death.
In "Die Geschichte vom Daumenlutscher" (The Story of the Thumb-Sucker), a mother warns her son not to suck his thumbs. However, when she goes out of the house he resumes his thumb sucking, until a roving tailor appears and cuts off his thumbs with giant scissors.
"Die Geschichte vom Suppen-Kaspar" (The Story of the Soup-Kaspar) begins as Kaspar, a healthy, strong boy, proclaims that he will no longer eat his soup. Over the next five days he wastes away and dies.
In "Die Geschichte vom Zappel-Philipp" (The Story of the Fidgety Philip), a boy who won't sit still at dinner accidentally knocks all of the food onto the floor, to his parents' great displeasure.

Sorry Spike. The Crystal Empire may love you, but you're still as of yet a sidekick.

Why not Rupert Grint though? HE'S RUDE AND GINGER!!!!

*slowly watches the proceedings, then gives up on trying to understand and has tea with Satan and Mr. Rogers.*

Okay, well it's hard to tell on the internet. And thanks for the thoughts! It's really weird, and it happens about twice a year, so not very often.

I've never used drugs. This happened when I was 11.

This school is amazing! IT HAS DEGREES IN EVERYTHING I LOVE. Unfortunately, you have to know German and/or English. I know English, but I'd feel inclined to learn German.

Too much fandom?