Sakura Blossom

            One hot summer day, you were playing outside and having fun with your brother, Akihko, he was always brightening your day with little stories he had made up. You were only five at the time and he was fifteen, so you would always believe his little princess stories about you and the sakura blossoms that bloomed every year.He knew how to brighten up any day by smiling. You always played hide and seek with him next to the koi creek near your little Japanese style house. Your parents often bought you two on trips to the Tokyo tower or on little boat rides on the sumida river. They took many photographs of you two playing tag in the sakura fields and there were many memories of you and him.
             There was many baby photos of you and Akihko playing around the house. You loved to look in the old family scrapbooks that your mother and father put together for you. You were satisfied for the whole day if your parents gave you a new scrapbook and a camera every month. You were not always the wealthiest of the child in school, but you were always bright and sunny and approved of anything your parents brought upon you. There was nothing more you could wish for, you always thought. You were very optimistic, and rarely sad, but when you were sad, you parents told you, "Genki wo dashite", in a bright and happy way.  



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