Let Me Be the One (Camren)

Beautiful Being

Reagan

Hi. I'm Reagan Nikoleavna Olympia Jauregui, long name huh. I'm still 5 years old. Mom said she adopted me when I was still a baby.

Well, I also have green eyes like my mother so we kinda really look a like. I'm cuban also.

She's a great mom. I'm thankful that God gave her to me and she came into my life.

I was bored waiting at the clinic and her secretary is not around, mom said I just have to wait here but Ughh I'm so bored and I want to meet people.

It's my first time here in the Philippines, well, some people here just look like cubans and mexican, because this is a latin-asia. I read the history of the Philippines, this country was named after King Philip the II of Spain and was colonized by spaniards by 300 years so most of them really look latin like not really asian.

Sorry, I discussed history. Because of my curiousity I read books, like history books or facts. My mom called me "smart ass" sometimes.

She said I'm a 12 years old kid trapped in a 5 years old body. She's messing with me.

I roam around the halls of clinics then I bumped into someone.

"Ohh. Hi there little one, are you lost?" The lady asked.

"No not actually, I'm just walking around." I told her.

She giggled, "Okay but you have scratch your knee."

I looked, oh crap. "Come to my office." She said.

"I don't really talk to strangers."

"Okay. Well, I'm Sinu Cabello. And what's your name?" She asked.

"I'm Reagan Jauregui."

"Jauregui?" "Yes. Why?"

"Nothing." She said smiling.

We go to her clinic, she's a secretary.

She treated my scratch. She's a nice old lady.

Then a familiar face entered the clinic, I'm not sure if where did I see her face and when, it's just so familiar like I see it everyday.

"Hi mom. Who's the kid?" She asked.

"Oh. This is Reagan. Reagan, this is my daughter Camila." I smiled at her like an innocent kid.

"Awwe. She's so cute." "Thanks" I said.

"Well, who's your mom?" Sinu asked.

"Uhm my mom is-" but I was cut by the opening of the door.