Hello? Memory man? Memory woman? Anybody around? Hello? I guess it's just me again. I guess I can keep walking until maybe, just maybe I see something. Ow! Thanks, memory man! Ok, all I see is me on the computer. How is that important? Wait, am I sad again? I thought I was all good cause now I had a friend? That didn't work? Dammit!
Oh, ok. Back in the abyss. Whatever. Alright, so am I just gonna be sad forever? I think I'm up to about fifteen in these memories and I'm still very sad. Great. Well, can anybody help me? Wait, what if I think about this from a stories perspective. What would be the better story? Maybe it's Gavin! Maybe he comes back into my life and that fixes everything. that could be good. Or maybe it's that Amanda girl.
Those would be good options but let me guess. I'll just kill myself. If I've learned anything about myself so far, it's that I take the worst choice in life. I left school and friends behind and am now suicidal instead of staying. That's bad decision number one. And now it'll be instead of trying to fix me I'll just off myself instead. Because I'm bad at making decisions, right?
Ow! That really hurts you know. Whatever. So it looks like I met someone new. Who is that? Looks like I made a friend over Skype. Huh, I didn't know you could do that. So who is he though? I...Think...His...Name is...JORGE! His name is Jorge. Ok, so this Jorge guy is important somehow. I wonder who he is, what's his story? Ok, so I'm just hanging out with Jorge, this is important why? Wait, you're showing me different days where it's just me talking to him. I'm spending a lot of time with him. Wow.
Ok, so we're great friends. Noted. But is that it? Is it that important to my life that we're friends? I mean it must be, right? If there are a limited amount of memories, and that's one of them. He was really important to me. But wait, what happened to that Dylan guy? Did they stop being friends? Was it because of Jorge? What happened? Huh, memories? What happened? Tell me! What happened?
Ow! So I'm still sitting at my computer, what's different about this? Same thing as when I met Jorge. Oh hey, a new guy. That's good. Who is that though? Ai...Aid...Aidan! His name is Aidan. But who is he? Is he nice? Why is it important that I met him? I mean, anyone who shows up in a memory has been important to some degree but why is he important?
Oh, ok. I'm back in the abyss. How come every time I have questions about a memory I get pushed back here? Can anyone explain that? No? Hello? Anyone there? I didn't think so. So, ok. I met Jorge and Aidan. They are big parts of my life somehow. So what's next? What story is being told here? Are these people gonna kill me? Wait, that'd be kind of cool. Or at least a cool way to go out. Murdered? That'd be neat.
Hey, memory man. Do you have anything for me? Yes? No? Maybe so? ... Hello? Ok, whatever. So what story is this gonna become? Am I in love with one of them? Wouldn't that be a plot twist? Ow! Ok, so it looks like I met someone new again. I can't get a good look though. Brain? Any help? Nicole! That's her name. Wait, it's a she? I think that's my first female friend since I left that school. Isn't that neat?
Ok, so why is she significant? Wait, it looks like I'm getting emotional over her. Why? Oh wait, I guess that means I like her. That makes sense. Ok, so all I see is that we're going out, I guess that's cool. Maybe that will be what helps me out of my depression. Wait, now we are arguing...A lot. And now we broke up. Doesn't look like I'm taking it too well. Well, I hope that's not the end of the story.
Good. Back in the white abyss. Wouldn't have expected to stay there any longer I guess. So, I guess that was my first relationship. Ok, I can see why I got that memory. See, that's alright story telling. There was a love story... For about ten seconds but still. At least there was one. Alright, so let's just keep moving.
OW! Oh, a memory. It looks like I'm at some kind of fair. I'm with someone, who are they? This also looks like a good bit later. I look older. I might be seventeen or eighteen. Somewhere around there. So, I'm at some fair with a girl. That's a good thing. But who are they? Is that Nicole? No, it can't be. They don't look similar at all. Who are you mystery woman? Looks like I'm super awkward, poor me. She seems nice, I hope this story goes somewhere.
Oh. How did I just know I'd be right back in the WHITE ABYSS! I'm tired of this. WHO AM I? And why am I only allowed certain parts of my life? All I know is that I was fine, changed schools, got really depressed and suicidal, made friends but only online, and am now going on what seems like a date with this mystery person. GIVE ME MORE INFORMATION!
I fell to the ground. I'm unconscious. But I can still think? How does that work? Hello? Me? Brain? Anyone there? Hello? I see myself with someone else. Is this a memory? She looks nice. I've never met her before. We're going to the movies. It looks like we're dating. We look cute together. I...I just proposed to her...But I hate the idea of marriage, why would I do that? It's my wedding day. Everything went to plan, we got married. Looks like she just told me she's pregnant. But I hated kids, what's happening? I see a family picture being taken. it's me, my wife, and our son. I look...Happy...I never was really happy before...Was I? Wait, it looks like I'm driving in a downpour. What am I doing? No, look out for that car...
...Everything is silent. The white abyss has turned into a pitch black one. I see nothing. I hear nothing. I feel nothing. I'm dead. And that's how it happened. But what about my wife? My kid? I don't want him to grow up fatherless. Hello? Is anybody there?... Nope. I guess there never was. So that's it, huh? Did I overcome things just to die in a car crash? I overcame my depression just to die like that? I wasn't even thirty. I never even truly lived my life. And now...And now it's all over.
Huh? I thought there would be more...I don't know, pizazz. There's no heaven or hell, no god or devil to take me away? Is it truly just nothing. Just an infinity filled with one color. I was kind of hoping for something. Even if it was hell at least there would've been something. But I guess not. Not much of an afterlife is it?
No more memories? Can I relive the ones you showed me? Is there a reset button? Wait, what's that? There's a small light in the distance. There's a lever. There's some kind of note above it. It just says "memory". I guess I have nothing to lose. I'm gonna pull this lever...Right...NOW!
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Where am I? Is anyone there? Am I really all alone? All I see is a blank white infinity. Nothing for miles and miles. I see nothing. Am I dead? I can't be. Wait. Why can't I remember anything? I know who I am, I think. But what life have I lived? Was it eventful? Was I popular? Well liked? Hated? Was I an asshole? Who am I?
