I did not remember what happened on 13 april 2000. The first moment in my life I remember, was 14 april 2000, when I woke up in a hospital.
They didn't tell my what happened. All they told me was my age and name. Than they handed me over to my supposed parents.
I was thirteen when that happened. I figured I must've had a really bad accident, because I didn't remember anything that happened in my first thirteen years of life.
Yet here I was, four years later living a completely normal life as a completely normal seventeen year old girl. I lived in a boarding school in Edinburgh, I had normal friends, a normal boyfriend...
I wanted to forget that accident ever happened, I really did, but it was impossible. I had deep depression, and I didn't really know why. Probably because I didn't know what happened that night I lost my memories.
Yet, I had people to help me, so slowly, really slowly, I could notice progress, my depression was getting better.
I had four best friends: Amy, Nevaeh, Cosmo and Adan. Than I had a boyfriend. His name was Finn, and he was my best friend before, but it turned into more.
Myself, I was pretty normal looking girl, despite my really short blonde hair, that looked like boy hair.
My name was Billie. Billie Moon. At least that's what they told me. I liked foxes, baking brownies, horror movies and spending time with my friend group.
And when I said I was a normal seventeen year old girl, I was definitely lying.
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Mystery / Thriller"That strange feeling of déjà vu. She lay in front of me in the shards of a broken window. She was beautiful anyway. But I had no choice. I had to do it. I shakily picked up a particularly sharp shard of window in my hands. "Goodbye," I whispered, a...
