I open my eyes. A white room... Am i in the hospital? And who am i? What happened? Why i don't know who i am. A nurse came in the room. "Ah miss, how are you?" She asked. "Uhm... I'm feeling good but... Who am i actually?" I asked. "Your name is y/n...
I knock and a woman did open. “y/n” she said. “Hi, can I get some stuff out of my room” I asked. “Do what you want” she said and let me in. okay, she really doesn’t care. I go in my room and wow, there are all pictures.
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In the middle of the room is hanging a paper. “Friends <3” and then there’s another one “love <3” and another one. “Best memories” “never forget” and the last one “always remember” that picture that I remember by the river is hanging here to…
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That’s… me and… Marcus? No… that can’t…. I try to take all the pictures with me. “Bye aunt” I said. No respond. I go home and look at all the pictures. My sister… parents… Marcus and Martinus?... Alva and Martinus kissing? Wait what? And … me and Marcus? What the??... They lied to me!? Martinus and Alva are together. Me and Mac are together? I think… otherwise we wouldn’t kiss… we were best friends with them… they f*cking lied to me, all of them! I go down with some pictures. Alva is sitting on the couch on her phone. I throw the pictures before her. “What’s this?” she asked. “You lied” I said. “Y/n what do you mean?” she asked. “I have a boyfriend! And that’s Marcus! You have a freaking boyfriend! Martinus! How I know them? Form in the hospital. I have seen Marcus a few times when I was here! And I didn’t even know he was my boyfriend! You all lied to me!!!!” I screamed angry. “y/n I can explain” she said. “No! I don’t want to hear it!” I said and run out of the house. Where to go now? I don’t know anything here. I just run one way till I came to an old bridge.
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I walk over it and see a bench.
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I go sit and started to cry everything out. Why did they lie? No one wanted to tell what accident I had… they don’t want me to remember my friends… my boyfriend… why?...
