Meet Me When I'm Asleep

Chapter 25 - Page Turner

Lisa's POV

I put my glasses on as I faced the screen of my laptop, ready to write. During the time im having therapies and wasn't able to walk, i began writing some sort of stories just to ease my boredom and didn't know I'll get hooked up on doing it.

I've been staring at it's screen for a while now but all I could think about was Jennie.

She was most certainly the strangest girl I've met. I've never encountered anyone like her before, but I was almost sure that I've seen her somewhere. Maybe I've bumped into her before and I just never had the chance to actually meet her? Maybe she's a student from my old school? The possibilities were endless.

The idea of having met her in my past life crossed my mind, but then I never really believed in those things.

Even more strange is I'm not sure how come I can remember Jennie's face, I can't even easily identify my own and how the hell happened hers was registered. The first time I saw her at the cemetery, some of her facial features were imprinted inside my head and after that party, i think I can even draw her.

I sighed and just went on searching about my condition.

Prosopagnosia recognize only one face

Prosopagnosia cure

How to recognize others

No matter how much i tried, i can't find the answer. I closed my eyes and tried to see if there was going to be anything i will remember, but my mind was completely blank.

I sighed and open the documents where I've been writing my stories. I wasn't even halfway through it yet due to severe writer's block. I just noticed i have the weirdest writing technique where I write based on images I see in my head, like actual scenes and not just things that I imagine on purpose.

They were like short and vague flashbacks of some sort. The faces of the people weren't clear, but the story was there and that was what kept me going.

I closed my eyes and tried to see if there was going to be anything new that will inspire me for the story but then, nothing.

I groaned and took my glasses off. This was useless. I hated forcing myself in doing the things i want when I could seem to squeeze anything out of my brain, which was unfortunately not working right now.

Maybe I just needed more hours of sleep to recharge my brain. Hopefully I'll get atleast some sort of chance.

"Lisa im tired!!"

"Jennie we've been walking for exactly one minute. Don't act like we're going on a hiking trip."

"Yes, but I'm not exactly an outdoorsy person,"

"You will be now,"

"Are we there yet?"

"Well, maybe if you at least told me where we're going? That would really help my anxiety right now."

"Why are you even anxious? It's not like I'm bringing you out here to murder you."

"Or am I?"

"Ha-ha, very funny Manoban,"

"You know what, you should lighten up a  bit because you're really beautiful, but you frown like, eighty percent of the time."

"You see, I wake up in your office without a clue how I got there, and now you're dragging me up a rocky hill without giving me a reason why? And my feet are killing me."

"Next time, don't wear sandals when going outdoors,"

"But I didn't know we were going outdoors."