I am Elise. I have no last name and I have no recollection of my life before I woke up from my coma. I've met a very nice man and a very amazing group of friends. they have special abilities, I don't. well, that's what I thought until I saw my eyes...
A/N - something that is written in italics is the characters thoughts.
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My Head was pounding.
WHAT HAVE I DONE?!
My hands were covered in blood.
I could feel my heart beating rapidly.
DONT LEAVE ME HERE!
NOT AGAIN!! I CANT GO THROUGH THAT AGAIN!!
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I woke up from the nightmare I was having and instantly felt the blood on my sheets. this had been happening for weeks now, every time it happened it was always the same. Same dream, same lingering words, same blood on the sheets. It was insanity.
I sat up with blood all over my arms, it looked as if I had murdered someone in my sleep, but like always, there was nothing there. I knew I had to get up but I was too tired and done with having to buy new sheets. I looked around my room, well my apartment. there was my bed next to the window which led to the fire escape, and at the foot of my bed was my desk, which was stacked with so much paperwork that it almost fully covered the mirror above it. then there was my kitchen, it was probably the area of a middle-sized broom closet, but it worked for me so I wasn't complaining.
This is where I have stayed living at for about a year. Ever since I woke up from my coma I had been living off of scraps and eventually got a job and acquired this apartment is in today. All I remember from my past is a silhouette of a large man telling me everything is going to be alright and other than that I had no clue what my name was and what my past was like.
After I woke up from my coma the hospital had to eventually kick me out and I was left alone on the streets. I woke up in Athens Greece and I actually knew the language. I was surprised but I also knew many different languages such as German, Dutch, and Russian. After being in Europe for a while I had decided that I was going to go to America because I knew English and I had already been to almost all of Europe.
That was a year and a half ago and I was now currently living a pretty amazing life. I have a job, a place to stay, and most of all I have a shower. after trying to get a job and not knowing my own name I decided to name myself Elise after a young girl I knew in London.
anyways I got up from my bed and decided I would just take a shower and deal with my bed later. A shower always helped calm me. I walked into the small bathroom that was by the kitchen and I closed the door behind me. that's when I looked in the mirror and finally saw the bloody horror. the blood wasn't just on my arms this time. it was on my face. it didn't look like it came from my nose, it looked like I was throwing up blood in my sleep.
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I started to cry, I really don't know why but the sight of the blood gave me a very sick feeling and I started throwing up. after about a minute I finished and proceeded to hop in the shower. it was so nice to finally get the blood washed off.
