Flowers of Society

Eight

  Kyla didn't know why she had revealed all of that to the girl she marvelled. Tsubaki would probably judged her, she didn't care. But it felt right. Up close, she was more beautiful if that was even possible. "I wish I could disappear too," she heard the girl spoke. She raised her head, figuring that she had heard it wrong. The Asian girl smiled, "You heard me. I'm ashamed of my body."

  She glanced at the Night sky, "I guess I could tell my story since you told me yours." She smiled and took a deep breath before she began, "Like yours, all of my family members have bodies that aren't like mine. Instead of skinny thighs, large breasts, I'm stuck with having this tall body of a woman. My nana was the only one who seemed to accept me but then, she passed away a couple of years ago. Males don't really like the fact that I'm taller than most of them, you know. And the sad thing was, whenever I found a man whose taller than me, he would either be married, taken, gay or an asshole."

  "Bummer," Kyla muttered.

  The Asian girl merely flashed her a pained smile before continuing, "I have three sisters in my family and all of them are not like me. 'Why can't you be fairer like your sister? Look how flawless her skin is.' Imagine having to hear that every time you come home whenever one of your sisters are around. And that's not all, I'm the third child in the family. Both of my elder sisters were already married or engaged. 'Your sister has a husband already. Why haven't you shown me any possible candidates yet? You said you wanted to choose your own husband so I'm not interfering but this is too much. Maybe it's because you're too tall, that's why the males don't want you. Why in the God's name am I stuck with you?' So, it wasn't enough for her and my sisters to pick on my body but I had to find a good husband so that she would be relieve of her duty as a mother to me."

  Kyla frowned, "That's kind of harsh."

  "That's how my family is. And you know what? If I could have your body, they would all just shut up and let me be," she couldn't hold back her tears anymore. "You're beautiful, Kyla. I want your curves, your height and your skin colour."