Define Me

Chapter 1

* Okay, first of all, I don't know how adopting process or life of an adopted child so pardon me. This is just a story or scenes that I had inside my brain and it literally killing me so yeah, I just post it without research or anything. Therefore, I am so sorry for my lack-ness.

Second? I hope you guys like it and feel free to share your thoughts and help me understand things? Hehe. Thank you!*

I don't know what's the worst; moving to a new place or meeting new people but I am pretty sure that I can adapt with the place. It could be at the urban, suburban, small town that I never heard of, probably near a harbour or something or it could be at a place where lots of drug dealing and environmental problems. Well, it's not like I could choose a place to move anyway. They go, I'll go. I just don't give a shit anymore.

The people? Yeah, that's the major issue.

It's pretty obvious that there are good people and bad people and to categorize them is not by action but by their hearts. Some put up a smile to conceal their selfish intension, some purely act from honest and some purely act with hate. The problem is we can't know their hearts until they act on it, spilt it out or unintentional-ly heard from them. Words are an expression from both of our hearts and minds that has a tendency to change someone's mind and soul, either positively or negatively. Action is a silent word that could physically calm a storm or add more fuel in the fire. Together, it could change a person's life but words could change someone's mind. Changing a life can be adjusted but changing a mind change everything inside ourselves.

Human mind is unique, I must say. It see, hear and understood in a split of a second. Yet it becomes fragile when it got to mix with the heart. The heart feel what has been seen, what has been heard and what has been understood. It could be hurt so easily and we tried to mend it by thinking positively but unfortunately, a mind has a limit and when we reached that limit, we'll break down or worse; shut down.

And that's what I'm nervous about because I have reached my limit at sometimes and it changed me. Mom and dad are not going to be proud of me if they were alive.

The car slowly pull into a residence with big houses and Stellar whistles at the size of them. Of course, Uncle Ralph and aunt Julia would buy a big house. They have their mindset for showing their wealth and Stellar is dead set for luxury and style. No, wait. I think all normal teenage girl will have their mindset in looking pretty and sexy but not me. If I can wear a mask over my face to school or anywhere, I swear I would wear them. Stellar and her friends said I'm ugly and yeah, I guess I am since the boys at the previous school dump a damn cold water on me so I could 'wake up and stop thinking I was pretty'. Yeah, it slapped me in the face but I think I'm over it. 

The driver then parked the car at the porch and Stellar bolt right out from it like she just about to rush into a shopping mall.

"Dad! This is huge!" she beam at the house or mansion as I got out from the car and stretch my stiff muscles. "This is huge enough for a walkthrough closet and for my shoes and handbags!"

Uncle Ralph chuckles. "Anything for my baby girl," he reaches for his wife and hug her. "And for my wife."

"Yes! Oh my god, I can't wait to design my room!" she squeals in her 6 inches heels and I wish she wouldn't fall from that.

"Let's get inside, shall we?" he held up the key and step on the porch, unlocking the big door. They stepped inside while I slowly trail behind them, observing the new house. It's pretty amazing and spacious but a damn problem for me. Some of aunt Julia favourite furniture have arrived first and Uncle Ralph must had hired an interior designer to arrange both old and new items inside. Everything so white and shiny.