The ones better than I

Poppy's POV

I opened my eyes to a dreadful sight, the sky was black with smoke,the ground dead flat and bodies everywhere, human bodies. If I don't know better I think I am in a war field. But how did I get here I was at home with father and now I am here, what happened?

I decide to explore my surroundings when I see something in the distance, a hut, my hut it was my house and there was smoke exploding out of the chimney. Does this mean I am in my neighbourhood? Is this what happens when you've been unconscious for... For... How long have I been unconscious for? So many questions but no one to answer. I start to run towards the house but fall I look to my foot and it's bleeding, I was shot in the foot! I stare at the blood and I fall to the ground.

Amy's POV

I slap her in the face, then I kick her in the ribs and her eyes flutter open.

"Finally you've been out for hours!" I laugh

"Wh...who are you?"

"Oh you don't remember me?"

My head drops down and a tear runs down my face

"I'm Amy your your friend, we were in the war together don't you remember we were helping the injured ..."

"Uhhhh what?" She asked puzzled

"No this isn't right I am not a doctor I was never helping in the war, ARE YOU CRAZY!!!!!!?" She yelled and I knew that she hit her head pretty hard.

"Poppy..."

"Poppy? Poppy? Who's poppy I am... My name is... Um"

"Poppy your name is poppy ok?"

"No it's not! Who are you to tell me my name? Good bye!"

"Pop.. Uhh wait!"

It was no use she had made up her mind she had gone.

Poppy's POV

I was walking away from that silly girl and I looked down at my foot she had strapped it up with cloth, I feel bad for just pushing her away but i don't know her she is just a random silly girl trying to get friends. I start running toward the house but fail, my chest it is screaming with pain and I turn around and contemplate asking for help, she is crying baling her eyes out with tears, no I am not going to ask for help I smile, turn around and grab my rib I walk on.

I walk hundreds of metres and she is still standing there I feel sad, she seemed like a nice lady in her 20s and I just walked away without taking her name. I walk on struggling to stand when I see something, a body but not just any body the body of someone I know. Think poppy think... I fall to my knees and cry it's my father my dad he's dead and I didn't get to say goodbye.

"Bye dad" I whisper in his ear and close his eyes. There is a light touch of a hand on my back I turn around and it is her.

"Your father was very kind" she says

"I know, he is my father" I snap back

She steps back

"What's your name?" I whisper

"Amy, Amelia" she replied "can we start from the beginning"

"Sure. Hi my name is Poppy? And I am twenty ,thirty, forty. How old am I?"

"Heh, your nineteen and your birthday is the eighteenth of the fifth nineteen twenty eight"

"Thanks ok hi my name is Poppy and I am nineteen"

"Hi poppy my name is Amelia and I am 21"

"Amy, what was my dad's name???"

"Poppy I am sorry I don't know I never knew I really wish I could help but..."