Today was your big day. Your quinceanera. You wore a beautiful big pink dress with stunning makeup. Your older brother, Alejandro, wore a pink suit that matched your dress.

you had alot of fun at your quinceanera, dancing, singing, doing all sorts of things. It was all fun and games untill it was the father and daughter dance. You had already did the mother and daughter dance but that one ended well.

you heard your father's voice through the speakers, a voice you haven't heard in five years.

"daddy, ¿Soy bonita?"

"yes, mija. Very."

you heard your younger self giggle through the speakers, making you tear up a little. Alejandro hands you a picture frame of your dad. You held the picture to you chest as you slowly danced, the spotlight on you. You couldn't help but cry softly, missing your father dearly. Alejandro missed him too. He watched you dance, tears streaming down his face as he realised his baby sister had grown so fast already.