Memory

Parents

Her parents stared at her as if they were witnessing a dead man walking. Terrified. The woman ran up to her side "Sweetheart. Im your mother, Thats your father." she pointed to the older man then the girl. "And Thats your sister, Lily."

"Im sorry. The doctor told me id have memory loss. I thought he would have told you." Malia said as she looked up at the ceiling. Confused as to what was happening.

Who was she? What did people think about her? Will she ever remember what her life was like? What if she never recovers? All these questions bombarded her head like she was in a war field.

"How about we bring in some old video tapes to help you?" the older man she now known as her father finally spoke up. She turned her gaze to him and gave a weak smile and nod.

The younger girl came over with her phone out as she pulled up a video.

"Hey that's not fair! You have an advantage, It's called being the older sibling!" The younger girl yelled across the yard at the happy looking girl Malia noticed as herself.

"It's completely fair Ash! I just took the time you were in the bathroom to make a few snowballs... or a hundred." Malia smile cheekily at the camera. "Now put your phone down and get tossing!" Her laugh was the last thing she heard before the video ended.

Malia felt really bad that she didn't remember her family or any friends. If she had any. Wherever they were, they were not with her.

"Malia sweetheart, we are leaving now. We be back tomorrow for you, we aren't going to make you stay in here, you'll come home with us. Goodnight." Her father gave her a quick peck on the forehead before they all left.