The magical tale of the yellow kite

Once upon a time there was a young girl named Yaha. Yaha knew the answers to all her questions, she was happy and feared nothing.  She lived her life and had her plans all sorted out.

One day the girl decided it was a nice idea to go out on the woods by herself, it was an easy task and she usually didn't have any kinda problem at it. But this particular time was different. Yaha started dreaming and thinking about her life and what she was looking for in the woods.

As time ran by her she kept walking and walking around until she started feeling hungry, so the girl decided it was a good idea to go back home. Yaha changed her way and walked back. But she than realized she was lost. For the first time in her life the little Yaha didn't know where she was going to. She couldn't find the trail anymore and everything she did felt wrong and seemed to be taking her to the wrong direction. 

Nothing really made sense, she couldn't recognize any of the trees around her, the leaves weren't the same, the smell had changed, the sun wasn't where it was suposed to be. Everything she knew had disapeared.

Yaha walked and walked but the woods seemed like a desert without an ending, for the first time she was really afraid. She couldn't find the answer, the girl started to feel as if she wasn't good enough, as if the life she was living was a big round lie. Yaha was now a regular girl, she was as helpless and weak as any other human 13 years old. She wasn't an extraordinary girl, she was just a regular lost young child. 

But yet, Yaha didn't give up. She kept walking even though it didn't really seem to make sense. 

Even if she managed to make it back home, it wouldn't be the same anymore. In those few moments, maybe 6 hours, that she'd been lost the girl changed more than she had in her whole life. She saw that the answers wouldn't always be easy and clean, sometimes she would have to make them up or seek for them deep inside her heart.

More time passed and Yaha got to a clearing, it was getting late and she was a bit tired. Her parents were probably worrying about her by then, but she needed to stop for a second. So she layed down on the grass and started to stare to the sky. It was a pretty easy thing to do, the clouds were beautiful and the sky was as blue as Yaha's eyes. 

Suddenly, the unexpectable happened; a beautiful yellow kite flew by her up in the sky. Yaha couldn't believe it, what would a kite that beautiful be doing in the meadow of the woods? But there it was, and Yaha decided to follow it. What else was she supposed to do? She followed her heart, her instincts, she did what she thought she had to do, even though it didn't quite seem as the exact right choice. But she did it anyway. The girl wasn't actually paying any attention to anything but the beautiful coloured kite in the blue, she was running after it as the dawn runs after the night. 

Yaha didn't even see when her parents hugged her back home, she was still watching the kite. The kite that gave Yaha her life back, that gave her the one answer she needed.