what have I forgotten

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Chapter 5

While in my room, I remember the dream I made. The male and the female voices I heard. I wondered, "What is it that Dorcas wasn't supposed to say or do?" And how powerful is what she knows for it to be able to ruin them? And it sounded like I was supposed to know nothing about it. What does it have to do with those people who are after my life? What exactly am I missing? If only I could get my memories back, maybe it wouldn't have been easier." As I got lost in my thoughts full of questions, my phone rang, and it was detective Daniel. Sarah : Hello Detective Daniel: Yeah, it's me, detective Daniel; I just dropped you."

Sarah: I know I am suffering from memory loss, but I surely can remember that much, detective. So what is it you want? That couldn't wait until tomorrow.

Detective Daniel: Well, I just got important information about the plane crash.

Sarah: Yeah, so what about it?

Detective Daniel: It wasn't just an accident, caused by a male function of the plane.

Sarah: What do you mean, not just an accident? Do you mean someone sabotage the plane?

Detective Daniel: Exactly, so it's likely to be the same person that is after your life.

After that call, something hit me: why wasn't Dorcas on that trip? What was that trip for? Why is everything oddly turning around dorcas? I couldn't wait any longer; I went to ask Dorcas all about the trip. And she knew that her own parents couldn't trust her.

Dorcas : I was sick; that day it was a family vacation trip. I was left behind with Auntie Rebecca. If only we all stayed behind like I suggested, maybe... Just maybe our parents will still be with us.

Sarah: Did you know that the plane was actually sabotage by someone? (I looked at her eyes.)

Dorcas, while looking confused, said : "Wait.. What was sabotage? Who will be after our family?

With no emotion, I left.

Dorcas :Sarah, wait, since the accident, you never talked to me. Why? It's really hurt, you know.

I felt bad, so I said sorry and went back to my room. Maybe I was wrong about her; maybe I judged her wrong. If only I had my memories back, I would know how to discern the good from the bad. But right now I am totally lost. What is it that I've forgotten?


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