I woke up. I'm beginning to already get sick of this cycle of waking up out of the blue and not knowing where I am. I can now move! I realized as I rubbed my weary eyes. I then get up to look around and I notice that I'm in a familiar house. I just can't make out whose house it is. I have a feeling as though I've surely been here before. A quick flash of a family holiday gathering happens before my eyes, filled with familiar faces. "Is this my family?" I thought as I sat there staring off into the distance. My memory is so lost I can't even remember my own family. I felt my face go warm as a single tear drifted it's way down my cheek. That was only the first of many, I got onto my feet with my tear-filled eyes to go on a search for some tissue and maybe a little water to splash on my face for a quick reality check. As I walked down the hall I stopped to notice a small mirror on the wall. I gazed into it "is this what's become of my face?" A blurred white distorted figure starring back at me. I brushed through my hair with my hand even it had faded. This is not the way I had remembered myself to look, everything is now much duller and pale, my complexion looks flushed out. Am I alive?
