Devoted to an Illusion

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" Do we have a Miss Chase... Ms. Chase?" a voice says. I was staring blankly at the floor when I heard that voice call.

" Oh, yes, I'm Kara, I mean I'm Ms. Chase." I stutter.

" Hello Kara, follow me." The lady replies leading me into a dim-lighted room. She tells me to sit on the big, overstuffed leather couch, and I obey. " My name is Cassandra and I am your therapist from now on. Now, what brings you here today, hon?" Cassandra says. I observe that Cassandra is a woman about forty with her long, brown hair tucked back into braid. She has pale skin and sunken-in eyes. She had grey-ish eyes that looked like stormy clouds. She wears no makeup and had thick-framed glasses that covered half of her face. I notice she has a bruise around on her wrist and she that has sun freckles sprinkled all over her arms " Um Kara... Hello?" Cassandra calls.

" Sorry," I say, " I've been really distracted lately."

" I see." She replied as she starts writing on her big leather notebook that all shrinks' have. I try to look at what she's writing and when she looks up, and then I scrunch back down.

" So why do you feel distracted?" Cassandra asks.

" I see things, faces, people whenever I'm alone, I... I uh.... think that... um... I am going..."

" Insane?" Cassandra finishes.

" Yeah that." I say looking down.

" Have you witnessed a death of someone you cared about, or a friend? You could have post traumatic stress." Cassandra asks concerningly.

" I don't know, I have Amnesia. The doctors told me I got hit by a car and was just bleeding on the road." I say. Before she can answer there is a knock on the door and a man that had a uniform and a shiny star on his chest, and a gun looking thingy attached to his belt walks in. " Ahhhhhhhh!" I say running at him screaming. I kick him in the stomach and punch his face and yell, " STRANGER DANGER STRANGER DANGER!" Cassandra tells me to stop and helps pick up the man who she calls Axel.

" Hello, Axel. I mean hello officer." She asks nervously.

" That's an officer? I thought officers knew how to defend themselves." I say sheepishly. The officer gives me a weird stare that looks like he might sneeze and Cassandra asks me,

" Why did you do that! You could've gotten tazed!"

" Well my doctor said I should use self defense if I get attacked and yell stranger danger, he told me that it would make people go away and leave me alone. And right now I want to be left alone with Cassandra." I say.

" Who is this kid, Aunt Cassidy?" Axel asks, but he seems to not actually be asking a question. He seems to know who I am. I don't know why or how he would know me, but he acts like it. Axel looks kind of like one of those Abercrombie models. He has sandy blond hair, stormy grey eyes like Cassandra. He doesn't wear glasses like Cassandra, but he has her tan-ish skin.

" This is Kara Chase." Cassandra replies, then she says quieter, " And you know you're not supposed to be here during a session!"

" It's okay Cassandra," I say, " Hi, I'm Kara Chase, I am eighteen, I got hit by a car and have amnesia I also just learned this thing called a social security number and mine is five one seven, si..." I got cut off when Cassandra told me to keep that information to myself and to not tell anyone my social security number.

Axel gives me his number and says call him if I need anything or if I forget something, and I ask him why but he just says,

" Just keep it and if you need help ring me." Axel says.

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