Compilation

The marked ones

I'm here like every single day since I remember, is really early. Yes, I know what are you thinking; I weren't born here, but the doctors said that I got some kind of amnesia. That's why I do not remember so much about me.

Today is a really rainy day and I'm sitting at my chair, looking through the window when I realize she is here with me. We are into this gray walls, a psychiatric hospital isn't comfortable as a hotel, so I usually get sick of it. I don't know her name because she doesn't speak to anybody. She got something on her eyes, but none a word. I use to sit next to her and talk for hours, she is the only one who doesn't get bored of me and I love to speak, maybe is because I got so many questions without any answer. She is 25 years and I know it because an assistant one day let felt a folder on the floor and it was her curriculum, it was a "25 years" with big words and a fast handwriting. But I didn't saw her name, what an enigma.

  I was thinking and I'm turning my head back and she is there with a doctor, it's her medicine time, they are walking thru the right. Such a beautiful and naive blonde, I'm sad for her.

I'm in the same position at the same chair looking the same window, waiting to know more about me and my family and the life I had, the only thing I got about my life is a tattoo at my shoulder, "I will be here. KM" it says. This isn't getting better, everything is worse, what's the meaning. What "KM" means?!

I'm hearing some steps, someone is running. There are a few doctors running in the hall, I'm going too, there are so many people yelling. I don't really know what's happening. Suddenly I see a body, it's the blonde girl she is being moved from a room to an ambulance. I'm really scared. But I should go back to my seat.

A few hours later an assistant come to the room, I take her hand and asked: "What happens to the blonde?!" She said that she never come back, she was dead.

For me, it was a shock. She was so healthy at the outside. It can't be true, it can't be.

It's around eight o'clock and there's something different in the window, a black car is at the entrance of the hospital. I can see it. Someone got into the room saying:" Hey, you have a visitor"

What?! A visitor?! Me?! They have to be kidding me. I turned my head and there is a mature blonde woman. "Hi Carl"- she said."Do you remember me?!"- she whispered.

"Sorry, ma'am, I don't"- I reply

She starts crying. "I was looking for both of you a long time"- she says between tears.

"Sorry, lady. Both?!"- I ask

"Yes, both of you. You and your sister. The doctors said that you got amnesia because you hit really strong your head.

I was looking for you, and the blonde one was your sister, the one who..."- she can't continue

"...Die"- I said crying. "Why we are here?!Why?!"

"Your sister was really young when she stops talking. You're 20 years now, but you were defending her every day. Your name is Carl Montgomery. The last time I heard from you, both, you and your sister were on your way to a party. Back home you were drunk and you hit the car with a tree and the police took both of you to the hospital and finally to here because you didn't remember anything about you and your sister didn't speak. She dies a few hours ago because with the hit she got a problem in her heart and today it stops"- she said quietly

"What about the tattoo?!"- I ask

"That was the last phrase she said and KM, are her initials, Katherine Montgomery"- she said cleaning her tears

Everything was my fault and it will haunt me forever.