Long Forgotten Past

1~Just a Normal Day~1

(Her mom(not real mom adoptive one))

  "Today's the big day!!" My mother squeals. Yes. Today's my birthday, I'm 17 now, hooray! Yeah, no.

"Mom, it's just a birthday. Not that big of a deal", I roll my eyes. For some reason my mom is always excited, even for the smallest of things, there's never a dull moment with her. Don't get me wrong though, I love her, I mean, she is my mom. But sometimes, I'm just not in the mood..

"Well maybe to you! But your 17! My baby girl is growing up so fast!" She squeals excitedly.

"I know, I know mom." I reply quickly, walking to my room.

I mean sure, maybe it is my birthday.. but that just means I'm gettin' older.

After I enter my room I take a seat on my bed, while thoughts flood my mind. thinking, I've only remembered having 3
birthdays so far and then today making that 4, my 14 to 17th one. And I always wonder.. what was my life like before..?

   So, as you all probably don't know.. my name is Alice, I only remember things since I was 14. I have forgotten my past, because I have amnesia. I don't know how I got it or what happened. However, one day I remember waking up in an alley way in the pouring rain. I started wandering around lost and confused. Then these men in uniforms, cops, approached me and took me in. Two people then adopted me, which are now my parents.

The doctors informed us that my head was hit very hard and I had received a severe concussion. They'd said it was very unlikely I'd recover all my memories but it wasn't impossible.

However, I can't shake the feeling That my parents are lying to me about some things.. and sometimes I wonder if  my real family could still be out there somewhere..? I mean they won't tell me anything about who I was or what happened before I was 14! They just said my parents died and I had no other family.

My parents  treat me well, except my father has been changing. Lately he's been fighting with mom over small things and he even lost his job. He gets angry easily but always try's to keep a smile on his face... for us. I felt sorry for him, and I wish things would just be back to how they were.

"Alice, come down and eat breakfast so you can head to school. You don't want to be late!!" My mother shouts.

Rolling my eyes I shout back. "Yes. I'm coming. Just a moment."

I get off my bed and start dressing for school, I fix my (h/l) (h/c) hair and go down to eat.

After I'm done eating I put on my shoes and yell "I'm leaving!"

  "have a good day sweetie!"  My mom cheerfully replies

"I'll try." I say walking out the door.

When outside, I look around at all the beautiful cherry blossoms and admire there beauty as the petals scatter the sky.

I didn't live very far from my school.. I only walked for about  5-8 minutes everyday.

After about 7 minutes I get to school and put my bag and things I don't need in my locker.

Shutting my locker, I hear loud talking and squeals coming from some obnoxious and dramatic girls, in the far corner by the lockers. Can they be any less.. annoying?

"Did you hear about the transfer student?!"

"Yes I did!! He's so cute!"

"More like hot!" They giggled together.
I roll my eyes and yawn as I walk to class.

Is that all girls ever talk about? I mean I know I'm a girl too but that's not what's always on my mind. Sometimes I think that's all some girls think about at this school.. boys. At least at this horrid school.

I eventually get to my class and walk inside.

"Good morning." a male voice says.

I yawn once more. "Good morn-"

I start saying as I open my eyes, they widen as I see a tall unfamiliar boy, with brown/blackish hair and shimmering golden eyes staring down at me.

He smiles.