Thoughts And Emotions

Chapter 4: My Forgetful Memory

School ends quickly, although I don't ever remember getting there in the first place. The only thing I do remember was the incident at the library. I start walking home, seeing familiar people, cooking in their kitchens like they do everyday. Come to think of it, I believe they cook a bit too much. Although, I still wouldn't mind a slice of pie. That's it, I'll go over to Delilah's house for a visit. They might need the company. Ever since the disappearance of Delilah, they haven't had much company. Also, I want to ask if they are experiencing the same recurring visions I'm getting. Might get a slice of pie while I'm at it too.

I knocked, preparing my best fake Hi-How-Are-You smile. Have I mentioned I don't smile much, or happy much in general?

I knock a few other times, but no one seems to be home. This is strange, they don't ever leave the house and usually open to any knock they hear at the door, thinking it could be Delilah, or the detective they hired to find her. I pear into the window on the side of their house. I do not see a single soul inside that house. That is very unlike them.

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I end up heading home, which isn't too far from Delilah's house. I see my mom waiting for me outside of the house. She's waving frantically and with a worried expression. I can see tears trailing down her cheeks. I run to her screaming, "What's wrong!?". I sprint down the street running towards my house. It was then I realized. My mailbox doesn't have our family name like the others. I also noticed, I can't remember my own name. Why? Wait...Who am I? Why am I here? This isn't my home...this isn't my neighborhood. And she isn't my mother. Where am I?...Who am I?
And where's Delilah? Is she even real?
My vision starts to become blurry. I can't see anything. I hear faint beeping noise. My vision goes black. The beep becomes more present. This time, I hear a voice. The voice was soft, like a whisper. I could hear the anxiousness in her voice.

"Wake up Alex... I need you back...please wake up...".

I feel a slight wetness on my face. I smell something that was too familiar to ignore. It was honey dew. I slightly open my eyes. I see blurred colors or brown and white. The beeping because even more present then it was before, followed by a series of sniffles and sobs. It couldn't be... Could it?