I don't remember much and I probably wouldn't even want to remember anything that has happened to me. I just suddenly woke up one day without the knowledge of my history. Im even lucky enough to know few things and lots of words. I keep on getting this feeling of knowing something and it's very familiar but i just couldn't remember it no matter how hard i try.
Well, I tried my best to ignore it and think im just imagining these but I just can't help feeling that way. I don't even know how old I am or where I came from and how did i get here. I just don't remember any memory.
Of course I know what I look like, kinda. Well, I have seen my reflection on the window few times but that's it. I knew I had long, dark brown hair, pale skin and wearing what looks like a white sleeve silk dress that goes down above my knees and thats about it.
At times, I wonder why I only feel sad and lonely but not hunger or thirst. Or was hunger and thirst just a made-up words that the author wrote from the old books that I found in the box of scraps? I've improved and learned words from the old books that I found in the box and most of it have missing pages and ripped papers.
I walked towards the box full of scrap pieces of metals, wood and books and something caught my attention. It appears to be a broken piece of a glass. I picked it up and almost cut myself because it was sharp. And there I was, kneeling down and a bit surprised.
I finally get to properly see my reflection and found out I have dark, brown eyes, tiny cute nose and gentle lips. A small smile widened across my face, feeling glad I saw myself.
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Trap: The Unknown
Teen Fiction[ BOOK 1 ] This book is about a mysterious girl who is trap inside her "world" and too scared to go out. Why? She doesnt know either. Is it just because of her unexplained feelings? Or is there something more to it? Maybe something from her past? Bu...
