I remember waking up on the floor. My eyes closed. I can hear people screaming my name. They yell "She's dead". Which is funny, because I'm looking rite at them. They walk rite through me. I remember everything except for my name. My first introduction to people since the accident.
I was on my way to the party. I had on my red sparkling wine bedazzled dress. With my matching shoes. My friends were with me. My brothers were too. The only reason I decided to go was because they begged me to go. I promised them I would go.
Nobody told me that I would end up on the bathroom floor. Nobody told me I would have a needle in my arm. Nobody told me I would be half way drugged to death. Nobody told me a thing. Nobody gave me a warning before I left the house.
I'm learning some parts. The doctors won't tell me my name. They say my accident was a suicide attempt. I don't believe it. I'm trying so hard to remember. I can't picture what happened at the party. Or what happened to my brothers. I need to know. For my own safety.
I remember things they say are not important. I have to remember. I don't understand why they tell me remembering is not important. All they tell me is that I'm very unhealthy.
I remember waking up. Now that I look at it, have I really woken up? Flashbacks are what I can't stop having. There are so many. I can't focus on one for to long. My brain won't allow me to do so.
I wonder who I really am. Nobody will tell me. I will have to find out on my own. I must be important. I have to find out how important I am to them. I will find a way.
I remember a man. He was in the bathroom door. He had a big grin on his face. I don't know who he is. "He is not important". I say mocking the doctors. I didn't tell them about the man. I know what they will say.
I have to escape this nightmare. I have to get stronger. I have to be courageous. My flashbacks have to get clearer. I have to be more wiser. I have to be as smart as them. I have to beat them at their own game. The truth will set me free. I must and will get to the bottom of this mystery.
