She Stares At her rippling reflection in the sea, watching the waves race towards the horizon. Her dark brown naturally curly hair clung to her face, She eyed her face, just like her mothers and generations back, the same dark brown eyes of Asia. A girl that's spent most of her life in North Carolina, the State of First flight. Her name remains unknown, but her life is a mixture of tales of joy and sorrow, She's nice and kind, though when she is asked to speak, she is not heard. Her inner personality lies within herself. Poet, author, dancer, signer, artist, she has some talents, surprisingly she's only 12 , going on 13. Yes. She's young, a little fledgling still learning to walk. But her mental age is of an adult, as many say, but beware she can be ruthless sometimes trying to find her own self inside. She speaks a variety of tongues, English, Urdu, Spanish (currently learning) One day she will prove herself self worthy of existence with her words and voice. She's mostly kind, but she is also flammable. She still has a lot to learn. She thinks of others and treats them how they would like to be treated, not a fan of gossip. Her role-models are Demi Lovato, Taylor Swift, Coco Chanel, Stephenie Meyer, and Natasha Beddingfield. She grasps another look into her reflection, wondering what her future holds.
She takes one last look before disappearing into the horizon.
All Hail MDM...