Ba Sing Se. Some Earthbenders sought out this place in search of training. Some just wanted to hide, and others wanted a home. Benders from their own Nation should stay in their nation, or at least, that's what Umi thought. She wasn't the least bit fond of people, you could say. She was a Grinch amongst christmas people, you could say. umi walked over the hill, gazing intently at the land below. People scurried around, and she could hear crackling fires, and the hollering merchants, desperately trying to sell their goods. It was a while she Umi had been up here. She traveled from Omashu, saying a few good words to Hofe's grave. Umi found some wildflowers, so she decided to put them there. She remembered her childhood so well. What makes you suffer, it what makes you tougher. Umi lived partly by the motto, and she just didn't know what to do with the rest of your life.

She didn't feel the least bit sorry for herself, and didn't expect anyone else to. The Earthbender sat down in the thick grass. The ruffle of the wind, soothed her soul. The grass looked like a vast ocean, waving effortlessly. Umi thought of music. Oh, how she loved to dance around a bonfire, and laugh and sing along. Well, not anymore. She was a tough, one way mind person. She still loved music, yes, but she never wanted to show anybody that she cared. Umi didn't know why, but she just wanted to be alone her whole life. she knew it was wrong, but she kind of wanted it. The girl looked at her arm, then slipped off the bandage. A pallid white scar shone out between her sun kissed skin. You could tell she had stitches, and a staple or two. Umi lifted her lip in disgust, then continued to focus on the ground. She focused her energy, so she could feel the footsteps in the ground. Feel odd weight in a tree.

Someone was in a tree. Umi rolled her eyes. She didn't care. Instead, she tried to focus even harder. Didn't work, she was thrown off balance. Umi growled, then shot upwards. She paced, rather angry. The Earthbender usually had the quiet, and she didn't want to start screaming at someone. Her mind told her no, but her heart said yes. Umi forced her anger away, and dropped to the ground. She buried her face in her hands, forcing back the tears that came. "Umi, you're so stupid. What would Hofe-sensei say?" Umi's voice was just barely a whisper. Just as she was about to breakdown, a tiny little red bird sat next to her, reassuring her with it's playful voice. Umi looked up, then at the bird, then smiled. She rummaged around in her backpack, and brought out a handful of bird food. The Earthbender opened her palm, allowing the bird to hop on, and start to eat. Umi stroked the head with her finger, then set the bird on the ground, then scattered the food around, hoping more would come.

Two more birds came, only one was gray, and one was blue. Mother Nature's creatures were so harmless, beautiful, and sometimes you just wanted to be free with them. The three birds sang in unison. Umi smiled gratefully. The girl's anger just washed away like a tsunami. Umi cast a gaze down at Ba Sing Se, the Earthbender haven, the safe place for people to practice their bending. A faint breeze blew around echoing words and she stood up to look down at the city. "You don't have to be angry...." Umi's eyes widened, and she searched around for the voice. It oddly resembled.. Hofe. She began to look desperately, her chest tightened with happiness. Maybe Hofe put himself in a temporary death state? Then, when Umi was gone, perhaps he unburied himself to test Umi, and see if she took her words to heart.

Umi furrowed her brow. Impossible. Hofe was dead. D-e-a-d. That's what happened when you get old. I'm crazy.. She thought, and hung her head and she sat down near the birds once again, but this time, their song didn't help. They noticed this, and flew off. That and.... the food was gone because they had eaten it all, but whatever. Umi knew she was wasting her time, and she probably looked like an idiot right now, possibly even a psycho. That or, the person could have heard it, but Umi was spektical. She took off the blue pin that was clipped to her tanktop, and gazed at it sadly. She looked at her reflection, emotionless and mad. Umi balled her hand into a fist, and stuffed it into her backpack. She didn't regret. She didn't care. No one care for Umi, so Umi cared for no one in return.

The Earthbender lashed out for the strap of her backpack, then retreated to the tree. She leaned against the trunk, and slipped out her little black notebook. Umi was once teased about having a diary, but she beat all those kids up not with Earthbending, but with cold hard fists. She would rather consider it as a notebook to write the day's happenings. Umi had hardly used it, she didn't even look at it for a whole year, until today. She took out a ballpoint pen, and scribbled some writing down. Oh, you want to know what she wrote? Fine, but don't tell anyone!

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