Knowing the Unknown

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

          Not many people are sure how it all started and even I'm not sure, but I suspect that it all started with a song. A song by 'Evanescence' to be exact. I don't remember which song, but I'll be sure to blurt it out if I do remember. I'm sure you think I'm crazy, but I'm not. I just have a childhood that is hard to remember. Now enough of me rambling on, I'm sure you want the story to go on and it will.

         How about a proper introduction: My name is Sky Kornus (and it is not short for Skyler or anything, just Sky) and I am sixteen years old. My birthday was just a few months ago and in a few months, I will begin Junior year. Now I know it sounds like a diary, but it's not nor is it a book. I honestly don't know what is, but I feel as though pieces of a burden are being lifted off my shoulders as I am writing this.

          I am writing this because I need to process everything that has happened and believe me, much has happened. Let's start with day one. It was a cool night and I was listening to music with my sister. She was the one who introduced 'Evanescence' to me. Right when she played the first one, it was like I was being jolted to an uncharted territory. Meaning, I felt like I heard the song before. I badgered my sister with questions wondering if the songs were by a band that I knew, and yet she gave me the same answer.

           After song, after song, I felt like I was going crazy, and maybe I was, but I doubt it. Memories that felt like my own, flashed through my mind and I became distraught. It felt like those songs were sirens making me remember. When my sister declared that it was time for bed, I obeyed wanting to get rid of the uneasy feelings I had. That night, I slept finely and almost forgot about the songs. Almost.

          While I was in school, a guest came by our classroom and I felt confused. I felt like I knew the woman. As the days flew past me, the songs became my reality. I pondered over how I could've felt memories shift into my mind, but no solutions were made. Then, I concluded that something must have happened in my past life for me to be troubled so easily by a song and I became sontent. Then, I heard troubling news.

        I had eavesdropped on my mom talking to her friend on day, and it was very strange: here let me show you.

"It was a difficult time having a baby while being with a short-tempered husband. I knew what he was going to say about the baby, but I didn't realize he was so cold-hearted."

"What do you mean?"

"He told me to get an abortion."

I heard the other woman gasp.

         "I never told my daughters this so I expect you to keep quiet."

"Yes of course."

I guess that was when I began to write more and read contstantly: so that I could block out reality. But it wasn't enough to distract me. I needed to figure out why those songs troubled me. I needed to know why I felt like I was being robbed of many memories. So I told my best friend, Alexa, what was going on.

"Lex you need to help me."

"Sure, with what?"

"I feel like I'm going crazy just because of a song."

"What's going on Sky?"

         "Whenever I listen to some songs by 'Evanescence', I get weird memories. I'm not even sure if they're mine."

"Hmm, that is weird. I guess I'll help you."

"Thanks."

The next day, we started with math. I would've been fine if it wasn't for one of my worst jerks in that class: Dominick Palancar. I'll give you a little summary of my past with him. I guess he thought that I liked him so he and his friend tried to "get rid of me". Ever since then, they haven't had the nerve to try to apologize.

        It has been two years since that event, and Dominick is unfortunately in two of my classes this year. Which brings us up to date. As I came into the classroom, I heard his obnoxious voice, but brightened when I saw a best friend, Marleigh.

"Hey Marleigh."

"Oh my gosh I'm so happy that Scotty won."

"American Idol?"

"Yup."

I shook my head. Personally, I'm not an American Idol person, but I still listen.

          I went to my seat, and for some reason, everything felt like a de ja vu. We were granted a reward to work in partners, but we had to wait for a few minutes. One of Dominick's friends were not good at listening. He begged and pleaded for me to move, but I refused. Then, he stiffly walked away and reported to Dominick saying, "She's changed."

Now whose fault is that? I thought.

         Our teacher declared that it was time for partner work and I rushed over to where Marleigh was.

"All right. Let's finish this so we have no homework."

We finished in no time and soon, we began to ramble on random topics.

"Marleigh could Inception be used in real life?" An idea began to take hold.

"I don't know. Why?"

"Because every time I hear this song by 'Evanescence' I see some memories that aren't mine."

         "They aren't yours? Or maybe they're memories being returned to you."

"I don't know. It's all so confusing."

"Why don't you just write down all the memories."

"But that's the problem. I can't even remember the memories."

"You don't understand, it's like sand slipping through my fingers."

"Well then how can I help you?"

"I don't know, but I feel like I need to remember. Help me remember, Marleigh please?"

        "I'll try."

"Thanks."

I sat back and slouched. In the corner of my eye, I could see Domonick walking in the aisle where my desk was. As he walked past my desk, he "accidentally" tripped over my feet and that was when one of the strange memories came back to me.

         I was in a very dark place and I could hear screaming.

"Sky!!"

But then the screams were cut off by a car and all I heard was silence.

            I was thrust back into reality and began breathing deep breaths.

"Sky?"

My vision was blurred, but after a few seconds, I could see clearly. I was surrounded by people who were intrigued in what was happening.

"I'm fine Marleigh."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

        I heard the bell ring and slowly got up. As everyone went back to get their stuff, I walked over to Marleigh.

"Marleigh."

"Huh?"

"I remembered."

"What? Really?"

"Yeah. And you'll never guess what triggered it."

"What?"

"Dominick."

         "Seriously?!"

"Unfortunately yes."

"But, but how?"

"I have no idea, but somehow, he can trigger my memories."

"Well what did you see?"

"I didn't see much, but I could hear everything. I heard someone die."