My name is Maybelle, I'm 14 years old. I spent my whole life in the Southern Air Temple, where I learned to airbend from the monks. I became a master airbender at just 5 years old, I've always been considered a prodigy by the monks, and my mom used to tell me the same when I was born. But see, I have something to share with all of you that you may not believe:

I'm related to the Avatar, that's right, you heard me correctly, my little brother is the Avatar. When I was just 2 years old, I stood outside a door on a stormy night, I could hear my mother screaming in agony, and the monks trying to reassure her that she would be okay. Unfortunately, they turned out to be wrong, my mother passed away that very night, words can't describe my emotions. You couldn't imagine what was going on inside the mind of a 2 year old who just lost someone important to her. I felt that I lost everything worth living for, until the monks stepped out of the door with a newborn baby. That's right, my mother died of childbirth, when I held this baby in my arms, I knew I had to move on for his sake, I gave him a name Mom always liked, Aang. He was my little brother, and my only family, and I wasn't going to let anything happen to him.

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12 years have passed, my brother was now a master airbender, his tattoos always remind me of his greatest accomplishment, and I made sure he was growing up as a normal kid, we had everything going for us until our guardian, Monk Gyatso asked to speak with Aang alone. I was afraid he did something awful happened and he was in trouble, but when he came out, he looked confused and upset.

Me: Aang, what's wrong? What did Gyatso want?

Aang: You're not going to believe this, May, but the monks told me that...I was the Avatar.

My heart dropped to my stomach the minute I heard those words come out of my brother's mouth. Him? No, it couldn't be, it would be too much for him to handle. He's still just a little boy.

Me: That can't be right, you're too young for that. Aang, I wouldn't forgive myself if something happened to you!

I hugged my little brother as tightly as I could, I loved him too much and I wasn't going to lose him like I lost my mom. Of all the airbenders, why did it have to be him?

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I couldn't sleep that night, I was worried about Aang, what if he dies in the Avatar State? What if he gets hurt trying to master the other elements? What if he gets lost in the Spirit World and can't come back? I needed to go and talk to him. I went to his room and knocked on his door, he didn't answer.

Me: Aang?

To my surprise, his door was open.

Me: Aang, the thought of you being the Avatar is getting to my head, I know you're probably feeling the same way, but I'm not going to let anything happen to you. I know I keep saying that, but I made that promise when you were born. And I'm not going to break it.

But I didn't find my sweet baby brother in his bed, instead, I found a note. I read it, my heart stopped. He was gone. I looked out his window at the raging storm. No! He was going to get hurt! Or worse! I had to go after him!

Me: Aang! Come back!

I took my glider and flew into the storm.

Me: Aang! AANG!!!!!!

The clouds were too thick for me to see through, but I wasn't going back to the temple without my brother! His safety is way too important! But just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, my glider got zapped by lightning and I dropped into the ocean! It was below freezing temperatures and I couldn't swim upwards. I suddenly lost consciousness, my eyes closed as I sank deeper into the ocean. The last thing on my mind before I fully submerged...was Aang.