Jasmine's Short Stories

Surprise Reunion

A girl wakes in a place she's seen before. A place that stirs up memories she feels she should remember. She hears the creak of the floor and something about those creaks feels off. She doesn't know why this place seems so familiar. She doesn't know why she's struggling to recognize the place she's in.

The room is cold and dark. It looks like a place she would be thrilled to be in another life. If only that life was this one because all she feels is confusion. Why is she so confused? Why is this place so familiar? What should she do?

The door to the room creaks open. She sits up from the floor she woke on. Why was she on the floor?

"Why are you here, Sara? You're not supposed to be here," a person who opened the door asked her. Her name was Sara. Now that she thinks of it, the name also seems familiar. "Why are you on the floor?" The voice asks her.

"Who are you?" Sara responds with a question of her own.

"You can't remember me?" The voice asked, seemingly hurt. Sara shudders. She clearly has a history with this person. Whoever this person could be.

"I'm sorry," she really is.

"Well, do you remember this room? I see you made your way here just fine so of course, you do. You had to have gotten here somehow. Why are you on the floor?"

Sara listened to the voice. She heard the voice ask her why she was on the floor once again.

"You weren't supposed to remember this place," the voice begins to fade and Sara is still left on the floor.

"Why are you on the floor?" A voice asks, this time, it's even louder than the voice. This voice sounds like the other voice, but the other voice was more muffled. As if she was in a dream.

In fact, Sara was in a dream. She woke once more by sitting up on the floor. With the voice, her brother kneeled right in front of her.

"I don't remember," she said.