After school I went to pick up my baby sister from daycare, she is three years old and she looks just like me. I live in the high class part of Japan and I don't like it, all the people are annoying. There all like the girl that live next door she told me "don't you think the ghetto is scary?" I wanted to hit her so much! Before we got all this money we live in the ghetto, so I'm really sensitive about people saying something bad about my old home. My little sister told me "sissy sissy guess what?" "what?" I learned how to count to twenty!" I reapplied "really wow! Go Mia!"
We get home and I go to my room and call my cousin Winry, we are in the same grade but we don't have any classes together. We are best friends even if we are family, I'm calling to make sure she's alright she got sick. The phone rang and granny answered "hello Rockbell residence." "hi granny can I talk to Winry?" "sorry she just fell asleep I will have her call you later." I was disappointed but I said "oh that's fine talk to you later bye." well what was I going to do now… I just lade on my bed thinking about my mom. My mom died of breast cancer and I thought about how I did the unthinkable. I used human transmutation to bring mom back and it was stupid of me. You can never bring back the dead and I learned the hard way.
In order to gain something, one must give something of the same value.
This is alchemy's first law of equivalent exchange.
If one does not make a sacrifice, nothing can be accomplished...
The thing I exchanged was my right leg. But that thing wasn't my mom, it didn't look like her, didn't sound like her and dint move like her. I ripped off my shirt and rapped it around my stump of a leg and forced myself up and I hobbled to the phone and called granny. I told her what I did and she told me a boy did the same thing when he was about nine or ten. It was him and his little brother she had to do the auto mail surgery on his right arm and left leg. My friends always asks me "why do you always were jeans in the summer instead of shorts?" I never answerer those questions. My leg is a acing reminder of what I did, what I saw and what I herd that night.
The phone rang and I picked it up, it was dad "hi honey how was your day?" "it was fine." he asked nicely "can you make dinner for Mia? I have to work overtime today." "sure I will leave a plate in the microwave for you. Bye Dad." I hung up the phone before he could say anymore. We have always been like this ever since mom died, and he wont let me forget what I had did that day. I always feel pain, the bad memories and the sickness of that day. I wonder how Lily is, maybe this weekend I will invite her over. I better start dinner before Mia gets cranky.
After dinner I gave Mia a bath, we started watching a movie and now I'm putting her to bed. "come on Mia time for bed, lie down and I will read you a story." "OK sissy" I read her the story and she asked me "when can I see mommy again?" "I told you mommy is up in heaven with grandpa. But you will soon when get older. Goodnight Mia see you in the morning." I kissed her and left the room. I took a shower and went to bed tomorrow I'm going to break up with my boyfriend and I might ask my crush out.