I don't come from here, do I?

I lay on the couch, watching the stars. It's said that there was meant to be a special event where an aurora would shine. Suddenly, my siblings ran down the stairs and ran out the door. I followed after. The sky was glorious.

Their eyes started to glitter from the skies. I then started to remember something. "Was that a flashback?" I thought. "It doesn't seem like Jamaa…" Suddenly, Kai bumped into me. We slid on the frozen lake that we lived nearby.

"Sorry about that," Kai said. We then looked back up at the stars. I thought about that flashback again. "Do I come from here?" I think to myself. "I mean, I'm just adopted." But then, only time will tell. What all we know about, though, is... there's more to come.