The air was dry, as dry as it would be on a summer afternoon, but Kana wasn't gonna let that stop her from celebrating the end of her exams with her best buds.
She, along with her four best girlfriends were laughing and darting along the fair they were at. The fair that was held, marking the end of an academic year.
"We're gonna be super seniors from now on...",
she thought as she calculated the very few days that were left to her sixteenth birthday.
"Hey ! Earth to Jane ! Earth to Jane !", called Susan waving her hand in Jane's face.
"Huh.....??", Jane started, then snapped back to reality.
"Who were you thinking about ?" Kana questioned with a hint of a smirk on her face.
"Nuh-Nu-No one !"
"Yeeeaaah, sure you weren't", Gwen dragged, slapping Jane on her back.
"C'mon gals, you don't need her to tell you that she was fantasizing 'bout Matt again", chirped Stacy, much to Jane's dismay as everyone roared with laughter.
Kana smiled, something warm spread inside her.
"Yes, this is how it should be. My friends."
Being bullied her whole life as a kid, Kana never experienced love. Her parents, as far as she was concerned, never existed. Her mother died giving birth to her and took along her father too, but for a reason, she was never too upset about it.
Despite the horrific bullying, she sought refuge in one particular article during her early years.
Her mothers diary.
One of the only two things she inherited from her parents. The other was a very lovely little cottage. She lived in it from the age of 11. All on her own. With a small monthly fund from a generous charity trust.
She had no other family to go to and stayed, was made to stay, in a residential school till she was 10. Then, before she could break, she decided to leave that rotten place and live in her own little sweet home. With a little help from another generous lawyer, all matters regarding the law were settled fast.
Whenever the bullying seemed too cruel, her diary provided a small flicker of a flame to keep her warm, before she could leave the school.
I love her. Love her more than myself. How I know it's a she ? I'm her mother obviously. I know stuff like that. The same way I know she's going to be a beautiful, kind, and humble girl. I know how she's going to stand strong, with her red hair flowing long, as her brown eyes search the world for hope. That's why I'm going to have her. Screw those doctors who want me to abort her. I'll have her, even if it costs me my life.
This was one of many small lines that helped Kana stand on her feet, even after she was punched in her ribs by seriously messed up guys.
How her mother had been so accurate in predicting how she was gonna be, Kana never knew, but she was determined to live by that.
Why ? Why did it have to be my daughter? Why don't the scans show a heart? Why? Why Kana?
But then, why not? I know, I know, the world isn't fair. If it wasn't her, it would have been some one else. Kito says he'll give her his. But then who'll look after her? How can she survive this cruel world? I know how. She's my daughter. I'll die for her. Her father'll die for her. We'll live with her. I just hope she doesn't get mad at me. Get mad at me for bringing her into this cruel world. But I'm doing it because I know she can make a difference. Because I know she can change the world.
This was the most powerful page in the entire diary, and it filled Kana to the brim with a powerful surge of emotion.
Knowing that her mother died for her, even though she could have lived.
Knowing that her father's heart kept beating even though he was dead.
Knowing all this made it impossible for her to be mad, even a little, at her parents.
Yes, there were times where she wished they were still alive. Still living, with her, helping her further. But then, reality came rushing back every time, and every time she would brush away those thoughts and face the world.
Kana then decided to go to a real school, even though she was just twelve, she had a sense of responsibility, a thought process, that wanted to live her mother's dream.
The problem was, her fund was too small to suffice school too.
