Happiness
Fina has an older brother and two younger sisters. She lives with her parents, her brother, and her sisters in an ordinary but wonderful house near her campus. She studies at Sidney University, Creative Writing Program. She is in the second semester now.
Her youngest sister is 3 years old now. She likes eating a banana. Fina loves her so much. She always accompanies her before going and after back from campus. She always read a story before she goes to bed and feeds her.
Her mother's proud of her. She is a kind girl. She was the best student when she studied at Senior High School. She is so great.
Last week when she was sitting under the mango tree, her classmate came over her, "Hi, what are you doing here?"
"Nothing. I am doing nothing. You look so beautiful."
"Oh, I am flattered. Thank you."
"Fina, You look happy every day, all the time. You are so lucky?"
"What? Why did you say so?"
"You know, I am the daughter of a rich parent. We have more than enough money, but we don't have what you have."
"You mean ... happiness?"
"Yeah."
Fina looked at the emptiness, let the air come over her, and touched her face. "I don't think so, Eveline. All of us have our own problem."
"It's different. I don't know who is my dad and who is my mum."
"You don't live with them?"
"We live together, but ..." she cried
Her youngest sister is 3 years old now. She likes eating a banana. Fina loves her so much. She always accompanies her before going and after back from campus. She always read a story before she goes to bed and feeds her.
Her mother's proud of her. She is a kind girl. She was the best student when she studied at Senior High School. She is so great.
Last week when she was sitting under the mango tree, her classmate came over her, "Hi, what are you doing here?"
"Nothing. I am doing nothing. You look so beautiful."
"Oh, I am flattered. Thank you."
"Fina, You look happy every day, all the time. You are so lucky?"
"What? Why did you say so?"
"You know, I am the daughter of a rich parent. We have more than enough money, but we don't have what you have."
"You mean ... happiness?"
"Yeah."
Fina looked at the emptiness, let the air come over her, and touched her face. "I don't think so, Eveline. All of us have our own problem."
"It's different. I don't know who is my dad and who is my mum."
"You don't live with them?"
"We live together, but ..." she cried
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