Tender Memories

Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction. I have never had
any contact with Emma Watson or her family.

“Help Me,” screamed Emma from the top of the tree-house. She
had been shouting for over five minutes, her father was busy with her
stepmother and no one had heard her. Nine-year old Emma Watson was alone, and
she was crying, no one was going to help her down from the tree-house style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>‘This is my fault, I just wanted attention’
thought Emma. At that moment she heard some rustling from the trees she stood
up and her saw her younger brother Alex. “Come on Emma, take my hand” said Alex

“No. I’m scared” said Emma “Don’t be I’m here” just take my
hand, Emma was nervous so she was shaking as Alex held onto her. “Good Emma,
get onto my back and hold on tight” Emma held on so tight that she was worried
that Alex will suffocate. As Emma held on for dear life, Alex climbed down and
Emma closed her eyes, when she felt the soft soil ground she opened her eyes
and let go of Alex

“There we are” said Alex “Oh Alex thank you, you’re my hero”
at that moment Emma jumped on Alex and hugged him, she kissed him on the cheek.
Alex let Emma back down. At that moment their eyes met, and their lives will
change forever.