I was told a story when I was younger.
When a baby is born, God places that baby with two people. Their mother and father. Those parents look after the baby. That baby grows into a child then a teenager and finally to an adult. During the time the parents are by the babies side until God makes them a parent. The circle of life for some but then there are babies that are not taken by the assigned parents and have to live a life without them. Not alone from the world but alone in its love of a family. I am one these stories only not every is the same. My mother died shortly after my birth and I like to think I don't have a father. He was never there as many like to tell me. I grew up in a home with lots of children like me. We all felt alone in our own way. I grew up in a world where there were many broken promises and unfulfilled dreams only I didn't want to live like that and more.

Yoon Ah Ri is the name I was born with. Many call me Aria though. From what I was told my birth mother is Korean and New Zealand Maori. In Korea names are written with the last name first. Hence Yoon Ah Ri but in New Zealand its Aria Yoon. I was given birth to in Hamilton, New Zealand in 1992. I grew up watching children have children and getting into fights with the law. I could've gone that way too by I want to make a name for myself and my future. So at the age of 16 I found employment in two different job while studying fulltime. I needed schooling to guide my future and I needed money to survive in this world. I didn't allow any distractions in my life. I know a kid meant to make mistakes but I didn't want that.

From what I saw around me I found love to be a distraction in life. Relationships and love seemed like a waste of time. People are happy at first, soon excitement grows as you learn a about that person on a deeper level. Boredom soon takes over the relationship as you get used to the your beloved is and later arguments overtake the couple making the separate and regret the time they spent on each other. Some people make it pass the argument and live a lifetime with the love of their lives and of course there will always be memories. I may sound horrible but I'm just trying to be realistic with my life.

So as a 16 year old I didn't have many friends in school. In actual fact the only friend I had in school was this one girl, Danielle but as time went by our friendship was no longer around. Studying has been my best friend since. Its my distraction from real life problems and situations no one needs to be in.

Years went by and as I finished school forever I contemplated moving country or studying further. I had past everyone worries. Many said I'd have a baby before I was 18, others said I'd be a drop out. Some said I'd do both but no one considered I'd finish school gaining the top award the school could obtain. The Dux. I proved a lot of people wrong. With finishing high school I was allowed to move out of the home and into my own house. You see I lived in the home hoping that one day I'd be adopted but as I got closer to 18 my adoption opportunity was dwindling down to nothing. So with money I saved I had enough to buy a house and still have enough for uni and to live for a year. Only I didn't want to settle in New Zealand. So I decided to travel. It was once I stepped on to my plane to South Korea my future would change.

At first I didn't take much notice but I saw him look at me. I looked at myself and then at others on my flight and noticed nothing different. Wanting to ignore him I head to a flight attendant and she ushers me to my seat. All settled and ready for takeoff I take last look at the I once called home. As beautiful as it was I closed my eyes and fell into sweet slumber. Ready to start my life in a country I would soon call home.

Hey Readers^^
Here's something new and something I've kept for a while. I hope you like it. Comment what you think about it.

ALSO: A lot of hurt has been happening around the world last November 13. Black Friday was a red day for many countries and my heart and prays go each of the families that lost a love one in the recent bombings. Those reading this remember life can easily be taken so fast. #spreadlovenotblood #prayingfortheworld

Lots of love,
Kai xoxoxo

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