It's late afternoon and the sun is finally setting. I sit alone on my bed, like I do everyday, and watch the sunset. I hear my younger sister, Melanie, screaming downstairs. This reminds me of my childhood, which I could never forget.
I glance over at y reflection in the mirror and catch a glimpse of who I used to be. I quickly look away. Before I could concentrate back on the sunset, I see a picture of my sister and her boyfriend. She was always the happy one. Why couldn't I be happy just like her? Why can't I find someone to spend my time with? Why did I always have to be different? I've always wanted to be like everyone else but it seams like I'm never going to change.
I'm still waiting for my other half. I'm still searching for my source of happiness. I still desperately want to be normal. But that's not going to happen any time soon.
I quietly go downstairs and sit alone in a corner of the living room, where no one will notice me I hate the attention. Then there's a knock at the door. I stay in the corner and act like I didn't hear anything. I don't hear anyone else rushing to get the door. I sigh and get up. When I open the door, I see a tail and handsome guy standing there with a bouquet of pink Jasmine Lilies. "Are you Krystal?" He wonders and I nod. "These are for you." Is all he says before I realize that maybe I do have a future ahead of me; and it might just be with him…