A girl on the terrace was gawking at the setting sun and the pinkish-blonde glow of the sky. She has ages of averseness in her swollen red eyes. Seems like she wept for a long time. Habitually, She uses to stand backside of the terrace and wonders about being a lonely girl in a world that has many people around but she adores breathing in solitude and peering at the moon with her gloomy eyes. Her name is Stella lavender. An ordinary-looking girl who is not extraordinary just as ordinary as the sunsets. She resides in the middle of the clamorous city of Los Angeles. like her looks, her financial condition is not on good terms. She took a scholarship at Pepperdine University. At her school and college, she was bullied by her class-fellows and teachers. Everyone called her weird, selfish, clumsy, and not good enough to be a part of this impeccable world. Despite all of her trivialities, she has her own celestial space in her mind in which no one is allowed to intrude and resent her for her scars. Scars that are visible to the world but no one noticed the reason of the marks. She uses to talk to herself in isolation. Her best friend is her seclusion.
"Maybe I am a problem that the world is enduring or I have a problem of living among angelic creations "She whispered
" Sometimes, I feel some other's soul dwelling in my body who makes me remorseful of my frivolous existence"
Stella always dreams of a life that has serenity and
glory. She desperately desires to live in the countryside having a small population there and a garden of her own in which she can grow flowers and vegetables. She has a sunken soul straggling in the allures of the asphalt jungle. Where no one cares about the dying soul but groans over the dying bodies.
She has many broken dreams, her first life dream was to become an astronaut. Her urge to go interstellar was beyond her reach. Admission to the Candian space agency was her anxious ambition. However, she couldn't make it possible.
Thereafter, she admitted to Pepperdine University
"life a burden of oblivious desires and shards of dreams ". She came back to her room after dusk and opened her diary.