Building Sandcastles

Chapter 1: Saved and Lost

~Chapter 1~

Down down down, here I come... I'm going to die, arn't I? I'm only 11 for crying out loud! And to add to it, IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!

They say when you are about to die, your life flashes around you. But does it consist of seeing the bright light? Huh, I must be in heaven. I dunno. I thought heaven was suppose to be where you feel no pain, or that's what mummy tell me. My body felt like it went through a huge washing-machine though. Suddenly I felt a pair of hands pushing the waters out of me and then, a lip crashed down on me, forcing air down my windpipe. Then BAM, I opened my eyes to see these MAGNIFICENT pair of sapphire eyes look down at me in worry. Who is he?

"MY BABY!!!" My mother screamed, pushing pass the on-lookers.

"ARE YOU OKAY?! OH MY GOD... I COULD HAVE LOST YOU..." She fussed over me until I assured that I was fine, thanks to the boy beside me. Finally she turned to him and thank him like there's no tomorrow. He shook his head and smiled. Then I saw black spots and passed out again.

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Cracking open my eyes slowely, I was blinded by another bright light. I groaned and the bright light was suddenly gone. My body felt so achey... Where am I? "You're in the hospital, darling." Turning towards the voice with much difficulty, I saw a lady sitting on the chair and beside her, slept a teenage boy. I also noticed there was a bandage around my head. "Who are you?" I croaked horesly. The lady looked confused for a moment then said slowly, "I'm your mother... Oh god..." She then ran out, shouting for a doctor.

"You don't remember?" The teenage boy had awaked and walked to my side, looking down at me before passing me a glass of water.

I slowly shook my head and continuously stared at the boy, wincing when a jolt of pain passed through my head, before gulping down the water. He seemed so familiar yet I can't place my finger on the matter.

A few moments later, a doctor came, he took out his torchlight and checked my vital signs.

"We'll have to take some test to confirm it. I think that when she was hit by the wave, her head had also been affected. She might have lost her memories..." The doctor trailed off and the lady burst into tears, letting the teenage boy comfort her. "I'm your mother, Kylie, and this is your brother, Jake!" My mother cried in-between sobs.

Oh.

Two nurses came in and wheeled me to a room filled with machines. The took a scan of my head after a looooong time and finally wheeled me back into my ward.

"Mummy, can you tell me what'd happened while I was asleep?"

Apperently, I was hit by a huge wave, had drowed in the water, got saved by a 12 year old, was unconscious for a moment, conscious again after my savior did CPR for me, fainted again then sent to the hospital and unconscious for 3 weeks. And now, I've lost my memories.

"Who saved me?"

"I don't know, sweetie. He din't give his name."

A week later, I was discharged from the hospital though I had to be careful with my head. My mother and brother filled me in any crucial aspect of my life. My name is Kylie Athena Fallon and I'm 11. I live in Krestwood. My brother is Jake Nicholas Fallon and he's 16. He got into aloooot of trouble when he was one of the reason I drowned. Arriving at our... Mansion, yeap, we were rich... My mother was the CEO of big architect buisness that was situated all over the world and her buisness escalates everyday. She also designed the mansion herself and had clients from all around the world, so you can say that she was crazily famous. Although I was happy to be home, something seemed to be missing...

When I opened the front door, I was immediately pounced on my 3 animals. 2 kitten and 1 puppy. According to Jake, these were my pets. The emerald-eyed ginger kitten was named Gretel, while her chocolate-eyed brother was called Hansel. Cliché huh. Wait, I've lost my memories... How do I still remember the story 'Hansel and Gretel'? Strange. The maltese was named Buffy.

"I'll go see my bedroom, okay? I said to no one in particular.

"Sure, honey," my mother said while preparing a jug of ice lemon tea for all of us.

Walking slowly up the smooth marble stairs, I took in everything in sight. From the warm looking living room to the glass dining table. It was definetly all expensive but homely.

Our mansion had 3 levels and being the typical teen Jake is, he took the highest one, making it his personal game and bedroom. My own bed room was on the second floor, I slept in the east wing while my mother slept in the west wing. When I opened my door, to say that I'm surprised was an understatment.

"Wow..."

The soft carpet on the ground was a soft baby blue, 3 of walls were painted a gorgeous tourquoise while the 1 wall which was where the -may I add- beautiful french doors were, was painted cream. Outside the opened french door led a balcony that oversaw a lake just by the hills filled with poppies and it's fragrent smell clouded my bedroom. Now that it was spring, the flowers were in full bloom. A few miles away, I could see the crystal blue sea. I knew I'll never go near it again but for some reason, I feel a pull towards it. At the corner, there was a mahogony table. Beside it were shelves and shelves of books. And at the other side of the room beheld a pristin white grand piano. My cream-coloured 4-poster bed was facing the windows and on it was a pooh plushie. On the wall hung pictures of me, my brother and mother. All in all, the room was... FREAKING. GORGEOUS.

I sat on the piano stool and tested the keys. Out came tinkling chimes. I din't know what overcame me but after scaling my fingers from the lowest note to the highest one, I suddenly played music... I immediately recognised it as 'Fur Elise'. Din't I lost my memories?