Sobbing in mother Helen hug as i couldn't stop my tears from flowing while she kept on comforting me as memories of when 'i used to call her aunt Helen.
Full of youth an wonder with nothing but full of love as she would always smile and spend time with me.
As she would teach me the lessons again and again even when it would take me longer to learn the lesson with an smile on her face as she wouldn't even show the slightest of irration during our lessons. Even when she had to explain the lesson to me again during it or after while the other's had already gotten it.
Even though she was stern during our military classes when we learn either her military arts or martial lessons. When she would teach me as she was stern with the other's and hard on them during it she would be nothing but gentle with me as she'd even teach me with tender ness.
When a memorie of when i use to call her by an name she would only let me call her as it rings thoughout me head.'