What happened? Why was I running? Who was I running from? Where was I going? These questions keep swimming around in my head, yet they go unanswered. My memory has not improved in the time I've been here and I've had this sense of uneasiness follow me around for awhile, it's hard to explain but it's almost like something is bubbling up inside me, like I'm building up something that needs to be let out. It's scaring me. I haven't told either Beth or David about this but I'm sure they suspect something is wrong, it's weird, sometimes David gives me this strange look, like he knows something I don't and whenever he does that the sense of uneasiness grows stronger. Sometimes he takes phone calls late at night but when I ask him about it he always has a different excuse, I don't know how but I know he's lying. I haven't exactly been upfront with him either, when he asks me if I remember anything I tell him I don't but to be honest I remember one thing, a name, I don't know who it belongs to or what it means but whenever I think about that night one name always comes to mind "Laura."
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Dark and Lost(CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN)
Fantasy"I was confused, why were they staring at me like I had grown a second head? I realized that they were staring at my hand, I looked down and gasped, in the center of my palm was a ball of purple-black flame. 'I knew it!' He growled, and before I cou...
