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Tuesday, January 16, 2007

   Memories part6
Emma stormed out of H.Q. mumbling swear words under her breather with her head hung low. She didn't know where she was going, not yet atleast. All she knew was that farther she was from "Mustang and his loyal zombies" as she phrased it, the better.
She decided to go to one of her favorite hiding places- the biggest oak tree in the deepest part of the park. It reminded her of the big oak tree that was at her house. Ed, Al, Winry and her would always climb it and see who could reach the top. Her father promised her that he'd build her a fort in there, but then again he also promised he was going to live to 230 when he only lived to 32.
She climbed up the tree, to one of the highest branches. Where she could see everything above her and under her and no one could see her. It made her feel safer. She closed her eyes and hummed the tune her mother always sang. Before she knew it tears started rolling down her face. She silently cried for a while. That was one the only place she felt safe to cry, she never cried infront of people, even when her parents died she put on a brave and cheery face when in company but as soon as she was alone she would start crying and telling herself that if she had only done this, or that, maybe that would keep them alive. This only made her cry more.
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