June 8th 2015

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Beep beep beep beep beep

The constant beeping noise kept me from my slumber in this uncomfortable bed. I don't know where I am. I don't know what time or day it is. I don't know who the four strange figures around my bed are.

You're safe here they tell me beckoning more strange people in.

We're friends, you can trust us they tell me as they watch the strange people in white coats change the bag of clear fluid connecting to a needle that's been stuck in my arm and secured with white tape.

Your name's Abigail Montgomery, but we call you Abby they tell me.

To tell you the truth, I don't even know who they are. I don't know who I am or what I am doing here. They tell me it'll come back with time, eventually, slowly, maybe. But I don't know if I want it to come back. I'm afraid of what will resurface. 

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