Remember

[14] After

She knew. She knew who she was. She knew what was going on.

She was in a trance. A trace that kept her in the dark with no memory of what was going on around her or within her and she didn't have any concept of time or of anything at all for that matter.

She couldn't touch or feel or smell or hear or even see, and she was alone in this dark black hole that contained her floating spirit and soul.

She was stuck.

And she was Brooklyn States.

She was hit by a car the day some boy told her that he loved her. And she probably loved him too. But she didn't know. Because she couldn't remember him at all. She couldn't remember who he was, what he acted like, his age....

What he meant to her.

Bits and pieces were coming back to her, but at an agonizingly slow pace that she didn't like. She wanted to remember. She wanted to remember everything. And she couldn't stand not knowing.

All she knew about the boy were 3 things.

His name was Luke,

He was her supposed boyfriend,

And he was the one who was there when she got hit by that car.

She was out of the hallway, the door that led her there was gone. She couldn't go back there.

She was starting to see the visions in her own mind though, so they never left her alone no matter what. She was stuck in the dark with nothing but the replaying memory of her car crash stuck in her head on a constant looping cycle. It was infuriating and it was tragic and she couldn't stop it.

She had so many more questions that still needed answers, and when she tried to connect the puzzle pieces that she had together, nothing fit together, and it only caused more questions to arise.

She knew another thing also.

She knew that she was sleeping.

Unconscious.

Trapped in a coma where she couldn't wake up.

Brooklyn was smart enough to know already that she was just wandering aimlessly in her own mind. She was a tiny souled version of herself, just trying to mentally recover from everything that had happened. She didn't know what would happen, when she would wake up. She didn't know.

Would she suddenly remember everything? Would she still have to piece things together?

Or would everything just slip away again, and would she just not wake up at all?

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