||PART ONE OF TASK TWO||

This is the dress Kisa wears.

This is the mask Kisa wears.

Her hair, except it's all blonde!

||PART TWO OF TASK TWO||

Kisa smiles as she steps up to talk about Prayng. She was going to speak about her favorite memory, one that included her family (whom she missed dearly). She takes a deep breath before she begins. "Hello, I'm Kisa Desini of Prayng. As some people know, Prayng is known for is unique architecture and flora and fauna that can't be found anywhere else." She starts out. She hoped this was OK, she had been practicing and preparing that part for days. The next part, she just spoke from the heart. "I have pride in my country, as most people do. I love my family more than anything in the world and I miss them a lot. Whenever I miss them I think of this story, as it includes them." Kisa had a memory, one that she had thought of all these years, even after her mother's death. It was the happiest memory she had. If you put it on a scale of 1 to 10, it'd be graded a fifty. "When I was younger, probably 15, I lost my mother. She had been sick for a while and finally, someone seemed to take pity on her soul. It's not all bad though; I have great memories of her beforehand. About 2 years earlier, we were celebrating my mother's birthday. I wanted to do something special, so dad allowed my brother, sister and I to go to the market and get decorations. We got as much as we could carry and afford and took it home to begin decorating. Now, my siblings and I had a strange sense of what looked nice and we all had different ideas, so by the end of the day, the house looked like a disaster," Kisa says, chuckling to herself as she remembers the house and the "decorations." "We could no longer see the couch—it was covered in glitter; that would be my doing. Two glasses had been broken in a span of ten minutes from our unending energy and literal bouncing around and off the walls. Streamers lined the floor and hung from the walls, the only thing that could be considered normal in terms of decorations. When my mother came home, she couldn't walk through the front door. Regardless of the mess we made, my mother made her way over to my siblings and I and gave us all big kisses on the cheek and said, "Thank you for decorating the house, it looks lovely." I love this memory. It reminds me how much my mom loved me even after I've made a mess." Kisa said. "The point of this story was to show how much Prayng was my home. I forever will be Praygnese, even if I no longer live there. I don't know what will happen in this Selection. I don't know what my life will be like after, but I do know, my family is with me every step of the way, even if they aren'y physically beside me. I wish all the girls who are here luck in finding someone they love and who loves them. Thank you."