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Don't climb Trees [2]

Emma watched as they lowered Amy’s casket into her grave, crying her eyes out.

“We gather here today to celebrate the life of young Amy, who died in a tragic accident,” the Priest said straight-faced and emotionless.

Mom and Dad hugged Emma, trying to comfort her. “No! No! I will not let her die!” Emma cried out, pushing away from their love and running into the nearby woods, her tears blurring her eyesight.

She tripped on a root, fell and hit her head on the ground with such a force as to knock her out cold, still crying as her world went black.

She heard her sister yelling for her, “Emma! Emma! Emma…..!” Then, silence.

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