Chapter 1

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As were driving to New York he's asked me all these questions on where I'm from or why I'm running. With each question I'm drawing a blank, no matter how hard I try I cant seem to come up with answers for him. So the only answer I can give him "I'm sorry but I don't even know those answers myself."

Were about 45 minutes from New York and we've been talking about his life and his family and what he's done till now. Its really interesting to know how hes spent his life up until this point in time.

Im starting to wish I knew what my past was like till this point. But if it was horrible enough for me to forget it all, it probably wasnt a good one. But now I have all these questions that I cant answer that all lie in my past.

We finally make it to new york and I him drop me off at one of the cafés so I can try to get a job.

"Thank you so much Jimmy I promise ill pay you back some day."

"It was no problem little lady, I wish you luck on getting your memories back"

"Thank you"
And with that I turned and walked into the café. Lets hope they dont find me here, whoever they are.

(Sorry for the short chapter, ill try to make the next one longer)

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