Good morning" I shouted in my room even though I was alone. I woke up the next day because of the rays of the sun hitting my face. I smiled when I got up and went straight to the bathroom to do my morning routine.

KYLEE NICOLE MONTENEGRO

That's me. I am 18 years old. Collage student this coming weeks. I am not homeschooled anymore. I can go to a real school. I am now a completely normal student like Dad promised me.

I was homeschooled when I was 5 years old because of an accident. A lot of things happened in my life when I was a child, that's what they told me every time I asked why I was homeschooled. I can't remember everything except one thing.

Handkerchief?

Something I will never forget. Someone I will never forget. I don't know his name and I'm sure I won't recognize him because many years have passed but I hope one day I can see him so I can thank him.

A strange boy gave me something like that. Or maybe it was just lent to me. I got lost in the mall once, he helped me. I still remember it but not all of it. I smiled involuntarily.

I left the bathroom immediately afterwards. I was about to go out but the handkerchief caught my eye. Again! I smiled. I have a bit of a crush on him. I approached it and smelled it. I've had it for years but I haven't washed it yet. It even has the word "TRIST" written on its bottom.

I wonder what trist means? Name? I shrugged because I didn't know. I turned to the door when I heard a knock.

"I'm Coming!" I shouted when I heard Ate Lena that I needed to come down for breakfast. I put the handkerchief back in my cabinet. A big question to me.

who are you?

Mrs. ELLA