"Did you know that stars are the souls of Shining Beings?" I asked. "When they die, their souls float right up there."

"Who are the Shining Beings?" Noel inquired.

"They are the people that watch over us, even when they are living."

"I thought angels did that."

"Well, they are angels, in a way. Except every one of them has a special power."

"Like what?"

"I know one that can shape-shift into a rabbit."

"Really?"

"Yep. A jackrabbit."

"What else can they do?"

"When the Shining Beings are babies, their powers are small. Their powers grow as they do. So a baby who can shape-shift into a rabbit may not be able to every single time that want to. As they grow older, they might learn how to change every single time. I have heard from my friend that she has seen people who can shoot knives out of their mouth, and another person who could take out their eyes without getting hurt."

"Those are weird powers."

"Joel, I would not call them weird. You only think that because you do not have them. To the Shining Beings, well, they are used to it. And can I ask you a question?"

"Of course."

"Why do you believe me?"

"Because you are my best friend and would never lie to me.... Are you?"

"No. But most fourteen-year-olds would say something along the lines of, 'You're crazy,' and run away."

"Huh. Why would they do that?"

"People are not willing to believe in things that other people cannot see or have not heard of."

"So... Why can't they believe in the Shining Beings when they believe in God and Jesus? Isn't Jesus basically magical? I mean, he came back from the dead..."

"Noel, don't question religion. It is just people's beliefs. And besides, you aren't Christian, so you would know little about it."

"And you are?"

"Nope. But some of my friends are."

"Back to the Shining Beings: Why isn't everybody one? And how do people not know about them?"

"For your first question: People just blocked all of that 'nonsense' out of their minds of the years. That also answers your second question, because in order to be a Shining Being you have to know that exist. As I said before, people just don't listen to that kind of stuff anymore."

"Hey, Caila?"

"Yes?"

"How do you know about Shining Beings?"

I then focused on a jackrabbit. I thought it's thoughts, felt it's fur in my mind, and tasted it's food. After a few minutes, a was a small furry creature who liked to jump.

"Caila!" Joel exclaimed.

I nodded, and changed back into human form.

"Wow," Joel said.

I smiled. "Yes, the Shining Beings are strange and wonderful creatures."

(What should my title be?)