What happened to this man? Who inflicted him with this much pain?
I was jerked away from my own thoughts when he said:
"Fix yourself and go home after you have eaten."
What? Go where?
Where is home? Who am I?
The incredulous look he gave me when I asked those told me I shouldn't have raised those questions.
Of course, he wouldn't know. How could he when I don't even know myself?
I don't know where home is.
I don't know my name.
I don't remember anything.
The weight of my statements must have been too much to bear even for a man like him as I saw him sit on the far corner of the bed, looking aghast.
A throbbing headache was developing beneath my temples, stick hot needles between my eyes.
I don't remember anything!
I don't remember anything!
"What do you mean you don't remember anything?!?!!??"
I don't know who I am. I don't know where I am from. I don't remember anything!!
---------------------
Author's Notes:
Hi!!! Finally, ito na! My first ever attempt at writing. Yes, my FIRST! I am not a writer so please bear with me.
Also, this is purely a fragment of my imagination. Any similarity to a real-life story, people (dead or alive), is purely coincidental.
****
Let me take this opportunity to thank the following special people:
Authornim yejinhandlands for the valuable insights 💕💖🙈
Ate Crmljoy for the free-of-charge proof-reading and inputs 😭😭💕💗
freeneleene for the Story Cover👏💕
yejinniezzz for the Prologue Cover👏💕
Authornim serineblack for the support. 💗💕
and to my Alagad ng BinJin family on Twitter, Ninilavieenrose, twinnie Purple Snowflake, and ate Nes, for your encouragement 🙈💗💕❤
This is much your story as it is mine, guys!! Thank you!! ❤❤
YOU ARE READING
The Memory Keeper
FanfictionHer home and his heartbeat. He is the pen. She is the journal. What happens when two broken souls meet? How can the ebbs and flows of life work in the lives of a man who cannot let go of the past, and a woman who cannot get hold of her memory? Half...
