MIRACLES IN 11:11 [CASSREN]

DAY 1

CASSANDRA'S PERSPECTIVE

CURRENT: 10:25am - May 26, 2017.

CASSY'S MIND SET: February 12, 2015.

I heard a loud ring, more like my alarm clock. I groaned. I love my bed so much that I never want to leave. I just want to sleep all day. But, I can't. I have work today. I woke up, 10:30am.

"Mom? Dad? Mavy?" I went out of my room and called for them. What was that? Why is nobody answering?

I shrugged my head and made a sour face. They just left me without leaving a note or anything? Never mind, I'll just text them whenever I arrive at my work. I fixed my self and did my daily routine with a super rush. I went out of the house, wearing my casual clothes, getting ready for work.

I glanced at my wrist watch. It's already 11:11am. I smiled and closed my eyes.

"It's 11:11. I'm wishing for a good day today."

"Excuse me? Who are you?" I got shocked when there's a guy waiting for me outside the gate of my house. He's wearing a simple v-neck white shirt, denim jeans, a black leather jacket folded in his arms. A sunglasses hanging on his white shirt. This guy looks like a bad boy for his own good. I mean, he's wearing something that will make his look like one.

"I'm Darren. Darren Espanto. And you are Cassy. Cassy Legaspi," my eyes shot open when he mentioned my name. But, I immediately composed myself and stayed calm. His responses are still the same, smiling. Then, grinning, then smiling again.

Before I knew it, the guy in front of me, which is now named as Darren handed me a notebook or more like a scrapbook.

"Uhm, why are giving this to me? Isn't this yours?" I asked him. His smile didn't even changed. He shrugged his head, making the hair on the top of his head shake. "It's yours," he answered me. I hesitantly took the notebook or scrapbook.

I scanned the notebook carefully. Memory Notebook, it says. What? Memory Notebook? I was about to ask him about what this memory notebook is about, I looked up to see a Darren who's walking away. Okay? That was weird.

My fingers traced the cover of the notebook and opened the notebook. I saw some random scribbles. It looks like it's handwritten for some reasons.

'Your name is Maria Cassandra Villaroel Legaspi or Cassy. You're 16 years old. It's 2015 when your parents and your twin Mavy died from a car accident. You were the only one who survived.' I gasped as I read.

What? Maverick died? And, my mom and dad too? And, I was the only one who survived the car accident? I'm 16 years old? Well, as much as I remember, last month, which is last January 12, Mavy and I celebrated our 14th birthday on ASAP Stage, we had a production number there.

'I know you're shocked.' I continued on reading. I rolled my eyes. If you were in my shoes right now, we'll probably have the exact reaction. Imagine yourself waking up with a short term memory and you have no one in your life. Your mom, dad and your twin died and you're the only one left. Thinking that 2 years have already passed and your mind is still set on the past.

'It's the year 2017 right now. But, your mind is set in the year 2015. You are suffering from a short-term memory loss. It means, the accident got your brain affected that you cannot produce memories anymore.'

I cringed on my place, my eyebrows knitted together as confusion took over me. I can't produce memories anymore? I.. I don't get it. Then, I read the next line.