This Halloween-themed snap fiction story started crawling out of the woodwork after I took a photo of a lone sneaker, trampled and almost buried in the sand.

In 1977 my mother took me to the cinema to watch a new science-fiction movie everyone was talking about. The rest is history. I cannot begin to count the number of hours I spent playing in my room, immersed in that galaxy far, far away.

Life is a series of events and choices; you can’t control the events, but you do have a say about the choices you make.