The Girl Who Forgot

Forgetting

Far away on a planet much like Earth, there waited a young girl. A young girl with long dark hair and dark hazel eyes which would always look so lonely, dark; they were old eyes, eyes far beyond her age. This particular girl was quite ordinary to the human eye, an innocent and quiet girl; quite chubby with a slight case of acne. She would seem sweet and vulnerable to most people, even she saw herself in this light.

However, sadly nobody especially she would ever know that she is by far one of the most important people on this planet, she would travel to extravagant places, places out of this world. She would save so many lives, and make one particular man open up, fully, and truthfully for the first time in his life. The man would love her wholly and truly with both of his hearts, the day of her death would crush him once and for all… this is why she had to forget.

A long way away a religious order known as “The Silence” would follow her forever, they would make sure that she would never meet this man, never live this amazing life and never be able to crush him once and for all.

She had met this man once before, a while ago an incidence with the Judoon. The day the hospital was sent to the moon. He grabbed her hand and told her to run, she was only 14 when it happened but it was the most interesting thing that’s ever happened to her. They had been on Mars for God sake!

There was only ever one way she every knew how to recreate the excitement and the adrenaline that coursed through her body that day, the only way she ever felt alive again and the only thing that could ever take her away from her disastrous and tedious life.

The blood.

The blood that would drip down her arms and pool down into her lap and stain her clothes if the puddle of blood underneath where she was sitting didn’t stain them already. The adrenaline that would course through her veins whilst they emptied the blood from her system. She knew exactly where to cut intricately as to not damage any main veins. She would never do it too deep to cause any serious scarring but just enough to keep her busy and entertained.

The cutting never could quite live up exactly to the memory but it was as far as she could make it.

Today however she had enough, she was bored of this now; she wanted more, more, more! Her life was hell; the only thing her parents would ever say to her was how worthless she was. They weren’t even her real parents they were her foster family. Her own family didn’t want her, she cost them too much money. When it wasn’t the concerts or the books it was the cancer treatments.

Leukaemia had hit her family hard once she turned 10, she was diagnosed to be terminally ill. With only a few years to live her family refused to get to attatched to her and left her stranded outside of an orphanage as if she was a baby. Christmas night; starving, cold and alone she was shaking and crying as she banged on the orphanage door.

Ofcourse they took her in, they tried to get her a loving home but even with their best attempts she was to end up with the Andersons. The all American family who didn’t believe that they owed the world anything, her father the investment banker and her mother the professional gold digger. If anything the only person who was anywhere near nice to her was her little foster sister Janice. They treated her like an angel, mainly because they knew that Erica would call social services on them and get them arrested for child neglect, only neglectful parents wouldn’t know what their daughter had been doing to herself for all those years.

Her friends? She has none; she was the loner at school that nobody even looked at twice. Erica would sit and read her books to herself in the field. Her Kindle was her only friend. Everyone would torment her and hurt her at school, coming home many days with bruised on her arms because people would throw her into lockers and trip her up. When it wasn’t the physical torment it was the mental, people would yell names at her and she wouldn’t even flinch, she was so used to it by then.

Not today, today was her day. She needed to have that last piece of the puzzle to recreate the event which to her was the most amazing thing that she has ever experienced.

She needed the possibility of death itself.

Sitting on the edge of the roof, she had left her feet dangling off the edge as she looked down. The people were just like ants when you sat on top of this 16 floor building. It was time. She needed this, the wish she had for so long was about to come true.

The adrenaline was back finally. She had her escape, the end to this misery.

She stood up on the edge of the ledge and moved her first foot forward as she jumped. Leaving everything and everyone behind she was falling. Falling at 100 feet from the ground, the adrenaline was kicking in, she was doing it she was going to meet her end, escape this torment and finally find a better and a higher form of satisfaction. Finally! Yes! She was so close!!

Her pulse and heart was racing now, seconds from dying. Finally she began to close her eyes. “Only 50ft more!” she yelled so close to achieving her lifelong dream.

“Water?” she gasped, she was drenched. She quickly swam to the surface to try and catch her breath. Once she resurfaced she looked around a room, the design strange and high tech like one which she had never seen before. There was a towel and a map next to the edge of the pool she had found herself in. Getting out she sighed; the confusion in her settled as she dried off and looked at the map. Once she began to follow the map she found herself walking down a lot of hallways, the rooms and hallways got warmer the closer she got to the “X” on the map.

Finally, she made it. Looking up from the map she saw him. There he was. The tall and lanky man with a strange taste in hair style and fashion; he had on a bow tie, and was it suspenders? Erica didn’t have time to assess much else because once she was his face she witnessed how he was looking at her.

The handsome and mysterious man looked at her with a disapproving look and pointed his strange mechanism at her. “ERICA ANDERSON! YOU’VE BEEN A VERY NAUGHTY GIRL!”

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I hope you guys liked my new story!! Don’t worry I’m updating the other two tonight also I’m not abandoning them!! I just had an idea I didn’t want to forget!!! I hope you guys liked it!!!! <3