Chapter 2
Ten years, how? I only remember going to sleep just yesterday. What happened to my family? Where's my brother? All these questions fill my head. It's been 10 years. I wonder what I look like, do look any different, what happened? I wonder what the incident was? Why was I asleep? Hadn't really been asleep that long. Who is this girl? How old is she? How many people are here? I'm asking too many questions, they should be entered by now.
" Who are you, what is your name?" I ask.
" My name, I don't remember, I don't even remember how old I am, who are you?" She says.
I realize now I don't remember either, who I am, where I'm from, I don't know what's going on. This girl she's all alone, and so am I. I decide something right then and there. Her and I no matter who she is, we have to stick together I can't leave her by herself, and I don't want to be alone either.
What am I going to do? Her and I we don't even know our own names. I don't know how old I am. I think I'm 20 or 23 something like that. I'm scared I only remember being 10. What I'm going to do? She's only little, how does she remembers things from 10 years ago?
Where are her parents? Where are mine? There are too many questions. I need answers.
Chapter three
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P... Q R S T U V W X Y and Z. At least I know that much, and I can count to 10. It's amazing how the little things that we learned when we were in kindergarten, would matter so much. Now they seem like some of the most important things in the world.
" Where am I?" I question.
" We are at what I think used to be at the Arizona." She answers.
I really need to figure out what I'm going to do now. My brain is a blur. I'm not even sure she's correct, what if I'm not in Arizona? I need to eat, she looked like it too. The girl who looks to be about 13, the age I think I was when I fell asleep. She seemed less educated. In achedemics though, she knew first aid like a doctor.
" Where are your parents?" I feel like I need to know now. Maybe someone can help me figure this out.
As soon as I said parents, a big flash blurred my vision. I saw a memory from my childhood, something was going on we were happy. I see my mom, and my dad. My little brother's there too. I can't believe I'm seeing this. It's too real, too real to be real. How could this happen? What's going on, wasn't I just sitting with this girl? The memory fades to black. I'm awake again.
How long has it been now? Have I been asleep again? If so, how long?
I don't think 10 years has past. I still see the girl. The girl with no name. Or is that me? I don't have a name either. I guess we will have to come up with some. The girl rubs her eyes and yawns. Melissa, that is her name. I can see it in her eyes. Now if only I had a mirror. Then I might be able to detect my name.
I still haven't found what the incident was or is. Did someone attack us? She won't tell me. I can tell she's scared, scared to even say it. I will get it out of her at some point.
It's time for us to leave. We have to get going before we are found. At least that's what she said. I've no idea why. I don't even know where we're going. She said she's taking me somewhere safe, like a refuge. All she has with her is a bottle of water, and a sack, she wont tell me what is inside. I've asked a million times. She is so, alone and secretive. I wonder if I can ever crack inside her head.
The skies are crying. I can feel the water, touching my face, cold, new, wet, and familiar. I still have so many questions. All of them, floating in my head. I know, I can't worry about them now. A question, bursts through my mouth.
" Who are you?" I burst.
"Oh my gosh, are you really still that interested? My name or the name I have given myself is Demi. I feel like it fits me. Who I am. What I've gone through. Happy?" She responds aggressivly.
Demi, I let the name sink. It's nice, and I think it's true, it does suit her. Demi, it's aggressive but underneath hurt and beautiful. Now for my name. I haven't been through many experiences that I can remember, not enough to know my name too.
We keep walking. I look across the wasteland, barren, empty and alone just like us. I'm hungry, and thristy.
"How do we get food?" I shout through bursts of sand in my mouth.
She pulls out a dirt covered pop-tart and doesn't look back. I quickly grab it while relizing how hungry I really am. I shred open the foil packaging and take a furious bite. My tounge touches the food with a sudden breath. I feel better.
"Water?" I question kind of rudely.
Demi throws me a canteen. I nearly drop it but quickly unskrew the top and dump water into my mouth. It tastes better on my tounge, not dry anymore, better, good. I close my eyes and find that I'm blacking out again. Joy.
Chapter 4
White surrounds my vision, it's cold, wet, and fun. I see my family again, and a light. It's getting closer and closer. My brother is screaming and my parents call me inside. I just sit and stare at it. Loud and snow-melting, it comes closer and I'm awake again.
My eyes blur from black to color again. I feel someone touch my arm with something cold, something wet. It's Demi, wiping my wound again. She pitched a tent around where I fell, again.
"You have got to stop this fainting crap." She laughs.
"Sorry, I think I need more water." I say.
"Well then, we're going to camp then." She responds.
"Camp?"
"That's what I said."
"Where?"
"Away."
We immeadiatly pack up and head for camp, wherever that is. I walk and wonder, where is camp, are there other people there? Maybe they can explain what happened, seeing as Demi wont.
We travel at night, to be safe. Demi expects to arrive by morning, or dawn. The only thing is, the sun just set. Does she really know where she is going? If so, how? This worries me.
"Will you stop with your worrying!" Demi yells at me. "You think you have problems? My parents are dead! I watched them die in front of me! They made me! I watched them, slicing their throats, slowly, making them drown in their own blood! You think your life is so shit! You don't even know the half of what is going on, you and I right now, we have it easy! So just shut your face and follow me!"
I stare, blankly, just in shock. This little girl, who is probably ten years younger than me just told me something out of a horror movie that she watched, what am I supposed to say. She looks at me with a mean and distressed look. Her eyebrows looking as diagnol as the line of an N. I'm scared. I look into her eyes and I see a tear drop onto the hot ground and dry away into the thirsty soil.
We keep walking, in silence. She doesn't look back. Demi walks with a thump in her step, obviously mad, she tries to make it apparent. I look around and see nothing but dirt roads and roasted cars. I hear a thump and I see Demi fall down in a heap.
