So It Begins ~ | RusAme | ~

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Ah, screw it. Ima make the chapter now.

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I woke up with a start, and suddenly sat up on the hospital bed, i immediately felt a sharp pain in my left chest.

Thats when i noticed thick bandaging around that part, it seemed that i lost a lot of blood.

The nurse rushed into my hospital room and pushed me down carefully making sure not to hurt me.

"Why am i here, and who are they?" I gestures towards the two figures on the other side of the glass window.

The nurse looked puzzled, "you dont remember who they are?", she paused, waiting for my response.

I shook my head and looked at her again, "no. I dont remember, not one bit".

The nurse had a puzzled face once again, "hmm...".

She went out of the room for awhile and came back holding a picture of a country, she had a black berrèt with Red on the right side and Blue on the left as her flag.

"Do you remember this woman?" She said in a rushed tone in her voice.

I nodded.

The nurse let out a sigh, and patted my back, "lets wait until tomorrow so the doctor can figure it out, ok?"

"Ok"

She left the room and talked to the two countries outside, they looked devastated for aomething they know so little about.

.'{ the next day }'.

"..."

The nurse walked into my room and put my food down on the small table beside the bed, "good morning!" She said with a smile.

"Excuse me, but... why am i here?"
I said, scanning my surroundings, and reaching for the glass of water.

"You mean you dont remember?"

"Im sorry, but no, i dont."

The nurse had a worried look in her eyes, as she exited the room, going to other rooms with other patients.

- Time skip 2 more days because i dont know any fillers -

The nurse came in again today. She said i have Goldfield syndrome.

Goldfield syndrome...

Gold..field...

...

I sense somethimg about that word, but i just dont know what...

I slowly started crying silently as i felt the room get darker.

Who does it have to come to this...?
I remembered the car crash, but..
I dont remember anything after that-
Ive been here for 5 days..
I remember mom, dad, and my brother.

My long-term memory is fine, but i cant remember much of the recent things...

How long am i going to be here...???

Days?

Weeks??

Months???

Years?!

I was naive and i wanted to know when i could leave.

This place was stressing me out-

What if mom died because she was too worried?!
What if it happened to Canada?
What if-

I snapped out of my panicking, and i wiped the tears off my face.

I know its gonna get better...

I just know.

I kept breathing slowly as i lay in my bed, imagining that the light was the sun and the cracked and blank white sections of the ceiling were clouds... i imagined being free, free to do anything i want.

Go wherever i want.

Say what i want to say.

I imagined it to be like that forever.

But i wasnt sure that was ever going to happen, never.

I shook off the thought, then, i suddenly hear the heavy crash of something like glass outside, people screaming and shouting, the cries of patients and children.

I thought i was imagining, but, i think i saw blood spreading into my room from under the door, then i felt a strong Jolt to the back of my neck, then, i blacked out.

The longest shit i've written so far.