I didn't have a dream last night.
I think all my dreams have ended.
I think all that I need to remember has been remembered.
I haven't solved this puzzle yet but I am still determined to figure it out.
I woke up this morning and I have been awake for 8 hours now. I haven't felt sleepy or disorientated.
The doctor came in. "How are you feeling?"
"Honestly, not too bad. But could I have a note pad and pen please?" I replied.
"Of course, I'll get you them." The doctor smiled.
I feel more happier now since as I have made my peace with Brandon and made peace with myself but there is something weird that is happening still. This is why I need to piece my memories back together.
The doctor came back with the note book and pen. So I set off to work.
I rolled all my memories around in my head to make them make more sense to me.
First, I could read minds. Second, I explored the skill of reading minds. Third, I think someone caught me reading minds as an advantage for myself. I assume that I was threatened by some students about it.
I don't know but I will figure this out.
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Short StoryI feel the pressure consume me. My memories are broken. I can't trust anyone, even if I try to. Something is off, I can't control my own actions anymore. Can I put my memories back together like a puzzle or am I hopeless? Am I going to stay like th...
