(DARN! Can we postpone that? For a little bit? Please? Cuz in this stage Emma starts mumbling things about her past that ties in with her harsh personality)
(Hey that bike was like a family member to him he built it in his auto shop before he got kicked out of school)
Colin: now are you gonna help me bury him or are you just gonna stand there with your thumb up you ***!
Emma: *i go onto my hands and knees and starts to crawl away from everyone shivering in fear remembering pain I tried so hard to push away*
Emma: *i stand tottering slightly then run I run as fast as I can away from everyone hearing the voices of my past just is to much for me to handle I grab a piece of glass on my way out I then sit In the middle of the large yard with the piece of glass it comforts me to see "blood" on it or so I think... Like old times... To push away the pain with a pain that is welcomed.