Here I am, all by myself. Staring at my wrist waiting for the numbers I've wanted to see for my whole life.

Let me tell you what happening. My name is Charlotte, I'm 18 in a couple of minutes and I'm a orphan, living alone in my small apartment.

What I mean by numbers on my wrist is when a person turns 18 they get a set of numbers of how many miles away your soulmate is. So that's what I'm waiting for now.

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Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, the sound of the clock ringing in my ears. Bits of sweat dripping from my forehead. Almost there. I'm nervous, my legs are shaking uncontrollably but that's not stopping me. I can't let this moment fade away, just 5 more minutes, I can survive.

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All these thought rush through my mind, I won't be alone anymore, I'll have someone to take care of my when I'm sick, make happy memories with. Have kids and grow old together. Just thinking about it is making my heart flutter.

I can't believe he's somewhere out there, waiting for me, trying to find me.

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5, 4, 3, 2, 1!

Finally, the moment I've been waiting for. I looked at my wrist.

My heart skipped a beat.

He's so far away....