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i lived on the west side of hawaii , the part where the ocean waves are big and mostly never ended . i was only 7 when i lived there . i always wore this short wavey basic white dress . my name is oka . they named me that after a unreal flower . my village always told me i will grow up and live not like others . my mother , koka , and my father mike live in a house . i live in tree house alone . my older sister lives in the house with my mom and dad . my dad is  from usa .  " oka ! oka ! ' my mother would yell at me from the bottom of the tree house . " yes mother " i use to say ." oka why dont you go swiming today theres big waves ." she yelled . '' i will mom " i yelled . i put on my sadles and ran down the tree house laders . when i got to the shore of the ocean i saw a man surfering . i want to say hello to him  but my shyness keeped me away . when he stoped he didt look like if he was from the village . " oh hey " he said . " hello " i whsipered . " my name is coco adam i live on island off the shore . " he said . " oh i am oka , last name soma, i live here on the village " i said . " oh cool , well it was nice meeting you " he said . i smiled and i didt want him to leave . " wait can i see where you live " i said . i looked up at him as if i was sad . my sister who was 17 came running to see whats happeing . " oka oka! whos that your talking to " my sister yelled . my sister name is woka . we names her that becuse we all ended with oka .  " oh hey iam woka , dont listen to my sister she a little stupid " woka said . i kicked my sister and said " no one invited you in the 1st place and that off that fake flower of your hair , it shows who you really are " . coco just looked down at me as if i was older . my sister left angery . "  i need to show you something ... follow me " i said . " okay " he said . i walked up a steep hill and when we got to the top we saw didfert types of flowers . " wow this is cool " he said. " i alwasy come here so i see how the waves are they never seem to end ' waves never end they come and go ' but i alwsy think waves are like flowers they come and go .. like love it comes and goes " i said

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