Isabelle or not - The story of a teenage orphan

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'Will she be okay?'
'She'll be fine.'
'Will she be able to remember anything?'
'Well.'
'What?'
'Erm.'
'Dr Angeline. Tell me.'
'She will be memoryless until she sees somebody she truly remembers.'
Ok.
What's going on?
I am..
Who am I?
I'm a 16 year old girl.
What do I look like?
Short, thin, ginger hair.
What is my name?
Isabelle.
No, Not.
Then a crack in my eye starts to open.
I see I'm lying in a white bed with a women and Annie standing over me.
'Hi Not.' Annie says.
'Hi Mom.' I say.
'Dr Angeline?' She says.
'Well.' She says 'She must truly remember you.'
'Am I in the hospital?' I ask.
'Darling we're doing some tests.' The nurse says.
'This pill will make you unconscious so if you start black out then don't worry.' She hands me the pill.
I take it and, like she said start to black out.