Hilo. Its hi and hello put together. WOW! I hope you like this. This is also the exposition just so you know. Enjoy! Also, comment so I can make this a little better please. Okay, now I am done. Bye.
What happened yesterday ? I still have no idea. I have amnesia. That is what I remember. My colourless walls are splashed with colour from the sunrise. There are no drops of paint or anything in that sort as if someone took the colour of the sky and put it in a bucket and threw it onto my boring wall. This is still the exposition. I am very tired.Be right back.
I got up and went to the bathroom a couple minutes ago. When I looked into the mirror, there was a person, female and red haired, staring back at me. Her grey eyes when like knives or something in that sort compared to her pale skin. No, person in the very front with the Dead Wings hat on, she did not have real knives in place of her eyes. Wait a minute. Look back to previous sentence while writing this sentence. I remembered something. Yes ! I will talk about that later after I finish talking about the person in the mirror thingy. She had this ugly paper dress on and her hair was a mess. She was almost an exact copy of me. I wonder if she is from another demension.
Any way, I remembered something. I called the team on that person’s hat, yes you in the Dead Wings hat, the Dead Wings. I am from Colorado. We moved to Colorado from Canada when I was little. We really like hockey. I am a fan of the Colorado Avalanche. I don’t remember many of the player’s names or the games I have been to but I remember that I am an Avalanche fan. I know the Avalanche hate Detroit. The Detroit team, ugh, the Red Wings, are my most hated team. So, my family came up with Dead Wings instead of Red Wings. I remember that ! Boo Dead Wings. I do not care if any of you people in the audience, yes like you person I am referencing, love the Dead Wings because they are horrible. I will continue to rant about the rivalry and such later when and if I remember any of the times I have expirienced or watched the Avs, Go Avalanche, play the Dead Wings, everybody now, Boo !, or any other team.
Okay, back to the current, the time we are in now, the present. Do you know what I have always wondered about ? Why is it that even though we call it the present, it doesn’t give us any presents ? I have always wondered about that. Let me write that down for me to ask that nurse lady and make her even more annoyed. Note to self again : Ask nurse person lady thing why even though we call it the present, it doesn’t give us any presents and make sure she answers or hit her in the face. Okay, maybe not that last part but make sure she answers or throw the biggest tantrum you can. I actually really want to see her face if I do slap her. It may take a while for me to get the answer because the sun thingy, the giant fire ball in the sky that will come crashing down and burn and scorch us to death like torches, is just rising. I will try to sleep now so good night or good morning or good afternoon or good whatever time of day it is. Bye, for now.
I am awake again. The sun thingy is in the sky. A white board hangs on the oh so boringly white wall. It says this :
Scottlyn Annabeth Jackson
Room 213, floor 3
Amnesia and concussion
Predicted stay : Four weeks
What ?!? Four weeks for amnesia and a concussion. What is a concussion ? Ask someone what a concussion is. I forgot that but I think I used to know but my brain right now is a dug up graveyard with zombie memories mingling with other memory zombies from a different time. Haha, zombie apocalypse in my head. Haha. Don’t go eating theVoices in my head you zombies, Those Voices are what keep me somewhat sane. Do you know what confuzzles me ? Why it is called insane when you are crazy and sane when you are normal ? If it is Insane, wouldn’t mean you are in the sane ? Why isn’t it called outsane ? Dear future self, find out why it is called insane not outsane. I will find my answer some time in the future, even if it takes me until I die, i will find the answer.
Wait, I am remembering something. A memory zombie is creaping closer to my eyes. I see somethings but I am not sure what it is. Here it comes. Time for memory numero dos.
I am on a mountain side. I have a rope attached to the harness thingymagig trailing up to the far top on the cliff. Sweat covers my body. I look down.
« Oh crap ! I am too high up. I am going to fall and plunge to my death. » I hold myself to the rock even harder.
« Your not afraid of heights are you ? » A male’s voice calls over the cliff edge. I look up and a guy about my age hangs his face over the edge. His longish black hair falls in his face and sways with the gentle breeze.
« No ! I just forgot how high we have climbed. » I call back. I challenge myself to climb higher. I lift my hand and find a hand hole. A type of grass provides as a sponge for my sweaty hand. I find a foot hole with the opposite foot and continue until I am about four feet away from the guy.
« Come on. Four more feet and you are safe. Your are not afraid are you ? » He mocks me in a playful tone. I do not answer but continue to climb. « Scott, grab my hand and I will help you. » The guy hangs his hand down for me to grab.
« I don’t need your help. » I reply. I grab the edge of the cliff and pull myself into a sitting position, facing the canyon we had just climbed. The sun reflects off the red tinted rocks, setting them ablaze. I know a smile has formed on my face. The guy sits next to me. « You know I hate it when you call me Scott, Shade. » I tell him without even a peek at his face.
He starts shaking his head with a laugh trying to escape his mouth. « I know. I just wanted to challenge you Scottlyn. » He teases. I hit him in the arm with my fist.
« Not that either. » I begin to giggle.
« Fine princess Scotti. » Shade continues to tease, I give him the glare but we end up laughing. He grabs my hand and pulls my over so we were closer. I rest my head on him shoulder.
The memory begins to fade away. Really mind. The first memory you give me that happened before my accident was that mushy gushy scene with Shade. Well at least I remember Shade now. I used to know his real name but I have forgotten it. I wonder where he is now. I don’t know if I can have visitors but I would think so. Yes, girl in the middle with the hair and the make up you put too much of on, Shade was and I think still is, my boyfriend. Now shut up !
I still want my IV purple. I am going to keep bothering the nurse until she follows my request. I am the patient and she is supposed to get me anything I want. Now I am tired. I will sleep and wait for the nurse to return. Good bye. Not hello but goodbye. BYE ! J Smiley face ! J
I hope you like it. Bye.
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HumorWhat happens when a writer, a hyper-active teenager, suffers from amnesia? You get Scotti. Scotti was just a normal teenager that loved to write and was the president of the school newspaper. She was just a normal, somewhat hyper, teen. Until the ac...
