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I always wondered what it would be like to fall in love.
I always wondered if I was one of the unlucky people in the world to never have a soulmate.
I was scared of who he would be. Some people's soulmates were criminals.
I wondered if he would be kind.
I wondered if he would love him me enough as I wanted to be loved.
Human life has always been this way. You and your soulmate were destined to meet by your eighteenth birthday.
And no, it wasn't some magical thing like, "if you write on your arm, it'll appear on your soulmates arm."
It was simple. But yet very, very complicated. You would have a strange thing it common with them. Not a basic hobby or colour, but something you weren't able to relate to with anybody else.
It was impossible to have that one thing in common with anybody else except your soulmate.
My parents thing in common is that both of them got in snowboarding accidents and were in comas for two and a half days.
Kirstie found her soulmate at thirteen, both of them, her and Kay, both had collections of stuffed animal huskies made in Canada.
And I have yet to find mine. I'm not exactly an interesting person, but I did have a crazy experience I hope my soulmate didn't have.
I was kidnapped for two years from ages nine to eleven.
Although since I'm not interesting at all, everyone knows that's what it's going to be.
And that breaks my hurt.
Although you can't choose the gender of your soulmate, I know it'll be a boy since I'm gay.
Kirstie is bisexual, and it's quite perfect because Kay is gender fluid.
Although I was seventeen. I was growing worried that my soulmate wasn't coming. Some people didn't have one because their soulmate died before the age of eighteen.
I you didn't have one by that age, you weren't ever going to get one. Some people still got married though even if they didn't love them. They just wanted to be married and assure that they won't die alone.
"You'll find him, Scott. I know you will." Kirstie reassured me for the billionth time during my rant of worry.
I sighed and decided to stop, knowing that she couldn't really stop my fears.
"I'm already screwed up because of what happened. Imagine what it'll be like with my husband being messed up too."
Kay sighed and shook his head.
"Scott, I promise you that everything will be okay. Even if he did have the same experience, it'll only bring you closer."
He said. I shrugged slightly and then averted my attention back to my phone.
"My birthday is in four hours." I said quietly after a few minutes. Kirstie smiled widely.
"I know! You're going to meet him in four hours! I'm so excited!" She squealed. Kay clapped excitedly too.
"Let's go take a walk! Maybe he's walking outside or something! We won't find him unless we leave your bedroom!" Kay said. I nodded, knowing he was 100% right.
We all then left after putting on our shoes and jackets.
After walking around for thirty minutes, I told the couple I wanted to walk alone.
They listened to my request and bid me farewell; after wishing me luck and hugging me of course.
I sighed, my birthday was in three and a half hours. I grew nervous slowly, my soulmate was going to be here any minute.
At least that's what I hoped.
