Amnesia: Who am I?

Prologue

This is the story of a girl who woke up one day and was in another person's body. Or so it felt. I woke up feeling strange, and tired. The light was white and bright as my eyes adjusted to it, and tried to look around for something I could recognize. Where was I? "She's awake!" I heard someone yell, it hurt my ears. Trying to get up and sit down I noticed I was wearing white clothing.. Hospital clothing. " Alice, can you hear me? Do you remember me?" I looked to my left, where a young man seemed to be crying. "I'm so sorry-," he was cut off when a nurse came in and told him some doctor Johnson had to talk to me. My hearing was better and I could see clearly now. "How are you feeling?'' asked a man around his forties. He wore a white coat and had some papers, pictures and a pen in his hand. I didn't feel like trusting my voice just yet, he noticed this as I covered my mouth with my right hand then he handed me a paper and pencil that was recently sharpened. Gadly I took it and started writing.

"Why am I here? What happened?" "What happened doesn't matter right now, what matters is your health. Tell me, what do you remember? " I shook my head, having no idea what was my name, how could I remember anything else? "Do you remember her?" he showed me the picture of a lady whose eyes were green, she wore a red dress like the sunset, and a hat on her curly brown hair. But, I didn't know her, at least not that I remembered. Next, was a little boy, he had brown hair and eyes the exact same color. After around five more pictures of people and four of places, the doctor finished with one question, " does the name Felicity ring a bell?"

-Chapter One

I left the hospital when my arm and leg had cured. I had broken them on the accident. They had to run some tests to see if I was fine to leave. I had cuts and scars all over my legs and arms. I traced their short patterns every time I got bored. Every day I spent my days alone, or talking to the nurse. I told her how I refused to go 'home'. That's why I had to see a terapist every now and then. I kept having the same nightmare when I fell into a deep sleep. I didn't feel confident enough to go with a family member, even if that sounds stupid. I still don't remember much, doctors say my memory will come back if I visit the places familiar to me and talk to the people I usually talked to, whoever they were. Just a week ago a girl named Natasha came to visit me, she was the one in the first picturenI saw. She acted as if the accident never happened, and it was easy to tall to her. But, I just saw her two other times, I haven't since. I wonder if I'll ever remember everything. Maybe this is a chance for me to start over?

The day I left, a guy of dark skin, tall and skinny came to take me home. They said we were friends. I didn't go with a family member because I had none near the country. I walked to the car, the outside world was so different. I felt free going out of the hospital, like if I could just fly away, but I couldn't. I stood in the middle of the parking lot, in front of his car. The wind blew slightly, blowing my hair to the side, making me shiver. I opened the car door, getting in. As we started driving, I felt unsafe. I didn't know if that was normal, but I tried to ignore it. I watched as we moved around town, the people walking by had smiles on their faces. Some waved to the person sitting next to me.

We parked in front of a large building, which I supposed had apartments. We got off and walked in. There was a hallway with stairs and an elevator, I felt like I had been here many times. I looked at my so called friend, why hadn't he spoken to me at all? Have we had not been friends? Maybe we had gotten mad at each other.. I saw him click the semingly broken, white button with the number 7 painted in it and up we went. As it worked its way up, it made strange noises, this wasn't even a decent place. We finally got there, when I heard him speak, " you migt not like it here, but that's all we got, for now at least." I nodded, not knowing what to say. I followed him, then he opened a door that made creaking noises while opening and closing it. "Are you home yet? How is she?" I heard two different voices ask. A girl a bit taller than me ran and hugged me, then a guy did the same, too. "I am really sorry, but who are you all?" I asked when they let go. A sad look washed over the guy's face and a worried one on the girl. Just then, I had a better look of him. His face had gorgeous brown eyes, his hair was blonde and his skin seemed pale like a ghost, he was certainly taller than me. And the girl had red, straight hair. She had freckles on her cheeks, which were a bit red, compared to the rest of her skin. " I used to be your.. Best friend, and he was-" she was cut off, "-I was your friens. And he was your-," and he, too, was cut off. "Your friend, " I said okay, but I was the opposite. I didn't know them anymore, how could I feel secure and at home?

I walked around the small apartment as they showed me around. I learned the name of the girl and blonde guy. Megan and Blake. I stared at the TV they owned, it wasn't turned on as I thought about what would I do later on. They decided to give me some space, and I was thankful for that. I felt as the temperature went down as the night came, it got chilly and I had to go for a sweater to the room that was supposedly mine. I walked in, when suddenly, an image came to mind. It was Megan and I. We were at a park, when we started walking and then a car came into view and..

-Chapter Two

I walked with Megan to the park. I shivered at the memory I had the day before, I hadn't said anything about it yet. We walked around as we talked about the lastest celebrities, she was obsessed with them. She told me how One Direction's music was adorable, but she prefered Lady Gaga. I got a bit bored about talking about celebrities, so I zoned out as I saw who else was at the park. There was a young couple, probably in their teen years, a woman walking her dog, and a family that catched my attention. I watched as two girls played with their dolls. One was doing the doll's hair and the other one was making the doll 'fly'. I wondered if when I was a kid I played like that. Did I have a lot of friends? I couldn't remember, but I guess it didn't matter much. The woman, who I supposed was their mother, called them and they ran for a sandwich and juice box. The father lifted the younger girl up in the air, she smiled and giggled. I sighed, "are you even listening to me?" Megan said. I smiled at her and nodded. "What did I say, then?" My eyes when wide, and she laughed. "It doesn't matter, I would get bored, too. Wanna go get some ice cream?" I agreed, and she showed me where a fairly sized ice cream parlor shop was. It was super cute, I'll have to admit. There were gummy bears on the red and pink tables, the walls were light blue with white clouds, and the chairs were light purple.

"I'll have a chocolate ice cream and my friend will have..." "A cotton candy one!" I said happily, looking at the menu the guy working there handed us. "Would you like anything else with it?" he asked, "nope, thank you" he served the ice cream on cones and gave us them. Megan payed and we sat down on one of the tables nearest to the big windows in the front. "Remember anything about this place?" she asked.

I looked at the picture of flowers, then shook my head. "Really? Want to know what happened special here?" I shrugged. "Why not?"

"This was the place where you had your first kiss with a really nice guy. It was night time and you came home singing some love song." "Wow, too bad I don't remember, " " yeah, you two really good together, you still do. " I had a confused expression on my face, " we were together before whatever happened, happened?" she nodded. "He loves you even now, and it's breaking him down since you don't remember him. "

" Who is he?" I needed to know badly, but every time I tried hard, Iended up just getting a small head ache. " Think about it, van you remember his voice? Or when you first opened your eyes?"

I gasped.