I go down the hallway into my room and sit down on my bed. I go to my laptop and search 'therian' on MeTube Minis. I'm shocked by how many videos pop up. I watch as many as I can, seeing some do a sport known as quadrobics, and some just explaining and giving advice. I feel fascinated. More than that, I feel like what I'm seeing is a part of me. But it can't be. I shake my head. This is just me wanting to be a part of something again I think, angry at myself. I close my laptop, frustrated that I'd even be thinking what I thought. I decide that I might just go to bed earlier tonight. I check the time. How is it already 5:45?! I wonder. I go to the living room and as I go past the kitchen, I see my parents are making dinner. Quinoa, parsley, red onion and a bit of lemon juice are all mixed in a bowl by my mom, while my mum makes her home-made fish sticks. "Quinoa looks amazing mom! Fish sticks look tasty mum!" I tell them encouragingly. They both smile and nod at me; a silent thanks. I was adopted by my parents when I was seven years old. I still remember that day. I had been turned down already by three other families and I started losing hope. Then mom and mum came into my life. They were looking for a daughter of their own, and when they found me they said that I was perfect. We've been happy since.