The rules say that when a
girl turns 18 she is to find her key. All girls are given a chain with a lock,
but no key when they are born. The boys are given the keys when they are born
and are not to trade or lose them. If you lose your key than you will never
find your match. Boys must be at least 18 also to start looking for there lock,
but the ceremony is for girls mostly. The girl is to start in her own town
first to see if she got lucky. It really happens though. Than the girl her
mother and her father are to travel the world until they find her key.
The day started with my mother waking me up to come down to breakfast.
Today was the day of my first ceremony. My nails were done at the top butishon
in town (for free, like every other girl about to find there key) and my hair
was treated until it shined brighter than the sun. All of these pleasant memories
flouted in my head as if I cued jump back in to them as I glided down the
stars. There at the kitchen table sat my mom and dad with what looked like a
feast for a queen infruent of them. They sat across from each other and left
the end of the table for me. Once they saw me they both stud up to welcome me.
“Good morning honey did you sleep well?” My mother asked with a smile on her
face. “Yes mom, you know I always do. Why would today be any different?” My
reply brought tears to my mom’s eyes as she said “Oh its gust that once you
find you’re key, you’ll have to move away!” “Now honey. Our daughter will come
back and visit use. Don’t cry.” My father walked over to my mom to comfort her
with a hug. He then made his way to me and brought me in a hug too.
After breakfast me and my mom headed upstairs to put on my dress
for the day. All of these wonderful gowns are being borrowed from the lock and
key shop. It still amazes me how when you say you’re looking for your key
people will drop everything to help you. You get pampered and clothes low-end
to you for free! My mom cleared the thought from my head with a snap of her
fingers. Once she knew she had my attention we went back to choosing my dress.
I ended up wearing a blue mermaid dress that had beaded work on the corset. My
mother took my hair and put it in frilly bun. To make it look nicer she stuck
pins in that had pearls on the ends. My shoes where silver with a little gem on
the tow, they matched my earrings and necklace.
For the second time today I walked down the stars to see my mom
and dad standing side by side. Lots of photos were taken before we headed out
to see a white limo. Inside there was a small fridge that held champagne. My
mother pored me one glass and same with my father and herself. We all toasted
and the driver started the car again. Before I knew we had arrived at the court
house. It was big and held many rooms. But today it was all for me. When we
pulled up my father got out and stood to the left and my mother to the right.
When I got out there was cheering from my friends and family that were on both
sides of the red carpet that was laid out for me. My mother and father hooked
arms with me as we walked in.
The room reminded me of a bale from my fairy tale books. The room
was huge with drinks and snacks with a dance floor in the middle. Than on one
wall were three thoroughness, two small ones on each side of a big red one were
my father mother and I would sit as each guy would try to unlock my lock. The announcer
started the night by saying “let the dancing begin!” I was to dance with all of
the guys in town who have not found there lock yet. Backing away for little
brakes at the snack table.
Once all of the guys had danced with me it was time to see if any
of them were my key. I looked at the long line of men all holding their key,
and saw one. One who I hadn’t danced with yet. I hope he didn’t take affiance
to that but who is he. As each man who couldn’t unlock it walked on he came
closer and closer to where I cued see his face. I remembered him from school.
The only time I talked to him was on a rainy day were he gave me an umbrella
when I forgot min. Finally it was his turn. We looked at each other before he
introduced himself to my mom and dad, than to me. He lightly picked up my lock
with his hands that laid around my neck and inserted his key. I didn’t notices
but I was hoping it would be him. Praying almost. The room was so quite I cued
almost hear everyone’s harts beating. He turned his key and!..Nothing. It
didn’t turn. Tears streamed down my face as my hope slipped away.
I spent six years traveling the world. Not skipping even one
town…but I never found my key. Some say he had died before I got to the town or
couldn’t make it to my ceremony and forgot to have a butler come with his key
to stand in his place. The second I walked in the front door of my home. The
heart break set in as I fell to the floor from a massive heart atake. It was at
that moment that the same boy ran to my house and stood at the front door.
Holding what was his real key, and not the one his brother switched out. He
walked up to my limp body and unlocked my lock. With tears pouring down his
face.
