Dear Emma

Chapter 1: The Call

|A day before|

Emma's POV

"Miss Emma, hurry brushing your teeth! Your mom is waiting for you downstairs" the nanny called.

"Okey, i'll be coming", Emma replied as she hurriedly brushed her teeth.

This is making me rush. Why would my parent wanted to visit the Annenbergs, they are very scary for me. Especially, when they forced me to eat their home made baked cookies, yucks! Even grandma Lily pinched my cheeks so hard that it turned red.

By the way, i'm Emmalyn Brinkmann, i'm currently 10 years old and we live in the rural places where houses are far from each other. Even markets are far that my father decided to buy a car. We have a big farm here in our place, we have pigs, horses and even chickens. I hate chickens very much, they have creepy eyes.

"Emma! Come down now!", my mother called.

"Yes mom! Just wait a minute! I need to tie my shoes", i replied as i hurriedly tied my shoes and wear my favorite white hat.

I run and went downstairs, my family are fully prepared to travel down road to meet the Annenberg Family. I was not okey with this trip, my brothers are really annoying.

But, i just chose myself to sleep within the road trip.

"Emma, Emma, wake up! We're here", my brother waked me to sleep. I just sighed and stepped my shoes out of the car. I am really not excited.

An hour passed and i was really bored. I watched through the window and observed the trees as it sways through the air, i was quietly relaxed.

"Emma", grandma Lily called me.

"Yes? What is it grandma?", I asked.

"Why are you alone there? Aren't you having fun?", she asked.

"Actually, no! I don't think i can play with the boys", i replied and she laughed. I was confused, i didn't make any joke at all. But, she walked near to me and sat beside me.

"I think you've grown so far! But, one thing that i observed about you Emma", she responds.

"What is it grandma?", I asked.

"You are a Raccoon, you are like a raccoon!"

I didn't understand what she said but the night we went home, i kept thinking of what is it to be a 'raccoon'. I was thinking of it until i was about to sleep. She also said to me before we went home, that i would always follow my heart, no matter what.

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After that day, i went to our garden to pluck some flowers that i like, the fragrant Jasmine flower. The petals of the flower are so soft and white. I used to put them on my vacant pot on my room.

Then i walked through the forest, finding insects and wild plants that i would collect for my 'collection of discoveries'. Actually some plants that i discovered would be placed in the vacant pots in our garden.

*Sigh*

"So tiring, i'm looking for a new plant for hours". I think that i need to rest for a bit.

I sat down beneath the shade of the tree, and i drank some water. I lay my back to the trunk and closed my eyes, as i quietly feel the nature, like the humming of the birds, the breeze, the trees swaying, and the buzzing of the insects. I felt like i'm floating.

"This would be the most wonderful day of my life."

I relaxed myself for 20 minutes. I think i fell asleep. But, as i hear the sound of the forest, their is something calling my attention. It felt different, it is not the usual sound that i usually here in the forest. It has notes in it.

It sounded like something else, and it made me follow it, the music is so soothing and calm. I stand up, and follow it. As i follow the sound, i heard something that is familiar, it's a flute. I went deep into the woods.

But i suddenly heard my name.

"Emma! Emma! Where are you?! Emma!", I heard my nanny shouting from a distance.

I suddenly run fast near to her.

"I'm here!", I run towards her and looked at her face.

"Why are you here, your mom is looking for you elsewhere. Please Emma, stop worrying us", She was very worried, so i decided to come with her to go home.

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As usual, my mother scolded for going to the forest without asking for their permission. I mean, why would i ask, i always went to the forest, like everyday. But, i think i went too far so maybe they were right.

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After that day, i was very curious of the sound that i heard. I really want to find the person using that flute. I'm so very eager.

I think that the sound of the flute is calling me. I think that the sound of it, is pulling me and calling me over to come. And that's the start of my journey, our journey. It starts with the call.