Abandoned Memories

Who am I?

There I stood, in an all black dress that stopped right above the knee with my wavy hair down in its usual position beside my cheeks. They started to lower the casket into the ground, and my aunt Jamie threw herself into my dad's arms, sobbing her eyes out. I smirked at the thought of them sleeping together. I obviously wasn't sure, but I always knew my dad was somewhat of a vile pig. What would possibly stop him from sleeping with his ex-wife's sister? After all, I had been living with my mother for the past 4 years of my life after my coward dad decided to walk out on us because he just "couldn't take it anymore." I hadn't seen him since the day he left.

Damn,this funeral was going on for ages. I yawned at how uninteresting this was getting and decided to focus my eyes on the sky. A bunch of clouds in the shape of a dog seemed to amuse me more than anything up to this point.

The funeral finally ended and my curiosity started to consume me bit by bit. What I felt or didn't feel towards my mom at that moment, was besides the point. I didn't know what happened to her, and I was not about to leave it at that.

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My eyes shot open and I sat up in my bed panting heavily as if I had been running for miles. My eyes darted across the room, and it took me a moment to realize where I was. My eyes softened as I acknowledged that it was my room. I sat in bed for about half an hour trying to recover my memories from the other day, and the last thing I could recall was seeing my mother's casket being lowered into the ground. My mother's funeral was held on the 23rd of December 2011, which had to mean that today was obviously the 24th of December 2011. Wasn't it?

I slowly composed myself before pushing myself off the bed and waddling out the door, heading straight to the bathroom. Barely awake, I rinsed my face and made the mistake of deciding to look up at the mirror above the sink. Woah. I intently stared at my reflection, my pupils dilated like never before. When did my hair get so long? It was now shoulder length. Why the hell was there acne covering my cheeks and forehead!? I raised an eyebrow as I looked further down. Hold on what?! I have boobs now?! I frantically thought to myself before I stepped away from the mirror, almost tripping over my own feet, obviously shaken up. I ran down the stairs as if my feet had hot coals under them not even thinking about the fact that my face was soaking wet and that I was shaking like a maniac.

I halted in my footsteps the moment I saw my father on the couch, with his feet up comfortably on the coffee table. Hah! How very typical! I thought to myself as I mentally rolled my eyes. If my mother were here she'd probably be yelling at him for being so inconsiderate all the time. I pushed the thought of my mother aside.

My eyes had an intense and focused glare directed on my father. I'm pretty sure I didn't shift them for a few whole minutes, because he finally looked up after what seemed like ages. He just stared back at me with his glasses dangling off the tip of his nose, probably waiting for me to put into words why I was silently giving him the evil eye. I decided to break the silence first, seeing as having a staring contest with my father was getting me no where at the moment. I was desperate for answers.

"W-what's going on?" I stammered before attempting to pull myself together.

"What do you mean?" He asked obviously oblivious to the fact that I had grown overnight(or so it seemed).

I snap. "What's the date God damn it?!"

He stares at me confused for about five seconds before quickly glancing at the newspaper and deciding it was a good idea to answer before I completely lost it.

"Sweetie, it's March 4th 2015"

Author's Note: Hey guys! Let me introduce myself! I'm Maria and this is my attempt at writing a mystery novel! Writing is definitely something I love doing, and I'm always open to new ideas and constructive criticism! I hope you all enjoy my work and thank you for taking the time to read my story!