Prologue
Ever felt the feeling of pure perfection? Standing on this beach, I could feel it. Happiness, perfection; a place like no other. The salt ocean air filled my body. I could hear the sound of birds, chirping in the distance, and the close ocean breeze, which felt as though it had crept up on me, sending chills down my spine. I wiggled my toes in the sand, and shivered when the freezing cold tide reached my ankles. I looked up and saw an island in the distance, covered entirely with wild jungle. I turned around and saw a grand castle made for a princess.
But, my story starts when I was much younger. On the same beach, walked three women. Each woman was strong and powerful, but no woman the same. Notable, each woman had a different hair color. Of the women, there was one brunette, one blonde, and one red head. The three best friends were spending their morning going for a walk. And at their feet, was me. I couldn't have been more than two years old. I twisted and tumbled as my feet tried to balance my tinny body on the unstable sand. I fell a couple of times, but as usual one of them was always there to help me back up. They were the only reason I kept going.
I always wanted to be like them. They had a poise and elegance that my little body lacked. I would watch them walk, and I would try my hardest to imitate them, but I always fell. And they always helped me back up. That's why I always tried again.
The three friends were laughing and talking like all best friends do. The further we walked, the higher the sun rose. And then, just as we were getting ready to turn around and head home, I saw someone in the distance.
"Mommy! Mommy! It's Rina!" I exclaimed, jumping up and down and pulling on my mom's skirt. I pointed to a girl in the distance. Her name was actually Riana, but as a little, little girl I pronounced her name Rina. She was about five years old and she sat off in the distance end of the beach, making a sand castle.
"Can I go play, mommy? Please, please, please!" I pleaded, still tugging at my mother's skirt. My adorable baby voice, long black hair, and big brown unforgettable eyes made my mom cave in.
"Yes honey, until we get down there" my mom agreed. She looked down at me, and had a huge smile across her face. I was so adorable.
And off I ran, down the long, beautiful beach. But, I didn't make it too far, before I turned around and ran back to my mom.
"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" I screamed, in a playful manor. My mom watched as I ran towards her and fell face first into the sand. I landed right at her feet. She helped me up, brushing the sand off of my little, pink dress.
"What is it honey?" My mom asked, nearly laughing at just how adorable I was.
"Walk really slow!" I said. All three women broke into laughter.
"Ok sweetheart"
"And mommy"
"What?" My mom asked, bending down so that she was eye level with me. She had such a beautiful smile on her face, and her eyes too were unforgettable.
That's when I leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.
"I love you mommy" I said.
"I love you too" she replied, hugging me.
And off I ran, down the beach. Little did I know that I would never see them again. And little did they know that I was gone. When they got to the end of the beach, I was no where to be found. My mom and I would spend the rest of our lives trying to find each other. She never stopped looking for me, and I never stopped looking for her.
Who'd have guessed that our problems would be solved by such a small accident as this?
so sad