Did you Forget?

Waking up to 8 years ago.

I can hear people talking around me. I'm so tiered I just want to sleep. Is it Sunday? Or is it monay already? Did I miss school?

My eyes flutter open but not to see what I was expecting. My purple walls are white as well as my bedding. Instead of being surrounded by Teddy bears, there is tubes and wires. There are only two people in the room but I have no clue who they are. Where is my mom?

"Excuse me could you tell me where I-"

"Darla!?" Both the people stare at me.

Who is Darla? Why was it so surprising to them that I am here?

"Oh Ms Brooks! Your awake!" A lady in a white dress comes rushing in.

Brooks. That sounds right. But why the 'Ms'? No one has ever called me that.

"Hi. Could you please tell me where my mom is?" I ask nervously.

The nurse, I assume, gives me a sad look the writes something on a clip board. She walks out, leaving my question unanswered. What was happening?

"Oh My Gosh! Darla!" A blond lady comes running up to me.

"I'm sorry. Can I help you?" I asked confused.

She just pats my shoulder and smiles pathetically. Why was my room filled with older girls that I didn't know? Where was my brother and Mom?

I ignore the presence of the girl and move my hand to my hair. I felt the long curls that went down past my shoulder. Was it just me, or was it longer than yesterday.

I shrug and start coughing lightly. My hand moves to my chest where it hurt and I saw two things. First, was my chest. Yesterday, I was like a size A, now I look about D! And second, was a scar on my collar bone line. Where did it come from?

A man walks in and interrupts my thoughts. "Hello Darla!" He smiles.

"I'm sorry, who is Darla?" I ask.

He also writes something down on a clip board. "My name is Dr Gale. Corbin Gale . And does the name Arielle sound better to you?" He asks.

"Yeah. That's my name. Arielle Brooks. Just like the princess you know?" I joke.

He doesn't laugh.

"Arielle, did you recognize any of the girls who were in the room before?"

"Nope," I pop the P.

"Alright, I'm going to be back in a few minutes so just rest until then okay?"

I nod as he leaves the room. I watch as he walks to the group of girls that were in earlier. He starts to say something to them and they all burst into tears. I don't know why, but I felt bad. Did I do something wrong?

I see a cell phone sitting on the table beside me and I pick it up. It has the name 'Darla' on the back. Curiously, I turn it on. It was a picture of two girls. One of them was the blond girl that was crying and the other one confused me. It looked like me, but much older.

Before I had a chance to continue looking, Dr. Gale came in.

"Where did you get that?" He asked.

"It was on the table,"I replied.

"Arielle, I'm just wondering, what did you do last night?"

'Well me and Jake, that's my brother, surprised my mom with breakfast in bed because it was her birthday. Then we all watched movies and played games together for almost all day, then it was dinner so we had Mac. Donald's, then we all went to bed. Why do you want to know?" I ask him back.

"What year is it?" He asks, completely avoiding my question.

"2005. Why?" I ask again.

"Arielle, I'm very sorry but there was an accident." Dr. Corbin began. "You are not twelve. This isn't 2005. Its 2013 and you are 20."

My chin dropped. This wasn't true! What about school? What about my family? A million questions ran through my mind but I stayed silent.

IA tear slid down my cheek. "Can I see myself?"

"Would you like a mirror?" Dr. Gale asked.

"Yes," I say and sit up.

"Whoa! Sit back down." Corbin instructed. "You have been asleep for a while and I doubt you legs are ready for work."

He went to the bathroom and came back with a small hand mirror. He pushed a button on the machine beside me and the bed rose so I was sitting. He stood a little ways away and pointed the mirror at me.

I gasped a little at my reflection. Where did my braces go? And the glasses? and the pig tails? And the double A's? I looked like half my weight was gone! The nerdy me was replaced with a good looking me. I looked stunning!

Corbin put the mirror down. "Arielle, you are not in school anymore. You are a young woman. You have lived on your own for a while now but you are hardly at home because of your career. You have good friends and people that have been worried sick for the last two months while you were in a coma."

"Where is my mom?" I ask, this time I'm not answering any questions until I get answers.

"I'm sorry, she passed away while you were fourteen. You and your brother tried to help each other through it all but soon your job took over and your friends said you haven't seen him in years."

I stopped breathing. My mom wasn't gone. I saw her yesterday. But yesterday wasn't yesterday because yesterday was eight years ago and eight years ago I was a nerd in school without friends and a loving family.

"This is a joke right?" I ask glumly.

"I'm very sorry." Dr Gale repeated for the millionth time.

"Why don't I remember my life?" I ask again as tears are rushing everywhere.

"The accident caused some problems for you but it will all get better with time. You will see."

"I don't have time! I need it now! I can't just jump into my life without knowing anyone or anything!" I shout.

"Your friends are going to help. I will help to. We need to take this day by day."

I sigh as he lowers the bed again.

"What is my job?" I wonder out loud.

"Listen to the radio for a bit and see where you go from there alright?" He winked as if it was supposed to mean something.

I roll my eyes as he turns on the radio. A song comes on that I don't know and the doctor leaves me alone with my thoughts.

I wanted my mom. I really wanted her.I want to go home and play cards with my brother. I even wanted to go to school and get bullied just because that's all I know. My whole life I have lived in the dirt. No friends or anything. That's why I loved my family, because they were the only friends I needed.I want to go back to my room that is covered with posters and Teddy bears. I want to sing along to the radio when a song I know comes on!

Just as I think that, the Radio switches songs. A beautiful song comes on about best friends, not that I have ever had one. It sounds like two girls singing and they are having fun with the song.

"And that was Selena Gomez and Darla Brooks's new song, Locket. We have no updates on how ms brooks is doing but if you do, feel free to call."

Is that what I am? A singer? Was that what I wanted? I was Darla Brooks wasn't I?

I looked at the three girls sipping coffee outside my room. Are they my friends? What are their jobs?

So many questions and so little answers.