And a voice. A voice calling my name in the darkness, screaming it.
"AMY! AMY NO!"
I don't remember who the voice belonged to, only that the voice was there. And I remember the pain. So much pain. It felt as though I was being ripped apart from the inside out. Was I screaming? Maybe I was and that's why my throat felt so sore when I finally woke up. All I know is that there was once light. So much light. And then....darkness...nothing. Pain. Sorrow. Regret. Trauma. All bad things that I don't like to talk about to this day.
I don't remember anything and it's infuriating.
All I know is that when I finally woke up, I was a completely different person and not just because of the amnesia.
My name is Amy Peters.
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