Retrieving Memories

Chapter one:Who's there?

I kinda changed the description guys so beware. Here's the first chapter the first one was kinda the prologue aaaand please don't mind if there are any errors. You gotta know that this is my first story so I'm hoping you like it.

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"Are you sure you're okay?" My mom asked worriedly. I chuckled lightly of her over-protectiveness.

"Yes mom, I don't think going to the bathroom is going to hurt me." I reassured her and smiled my brightest to tell her it's okay.

Five days ago I woke up in this hospital with nothing in my memory. To what my dad had said that I was in a car accident and because of that I was in a coma for two weeks and now I have amnesia. The doctor said I hit my head pretty hard which ended up in my situation right now.

I asked him if I'm going to get my memory back and he said that if I'm lucky then yes(A/N I'm not sure if this is possible but let's pretend it will). So yeah I've been trying as hard as I can to remember but all it can give me was a headache. So I stopped,much to my dismay.

"Okay..." I snapped back to reality when I heard my mom. "....Are you sure you don't need me to go in there with you" She asked again.

I groaned and shook my head. I don't need my mother helping me pee. I have amnesia not broken bones. Finally she sighed defeated and I grinned triumphantly.

My brother which I learned that his name is Garreth walked in the room an hour later. He brought me Fried Chicken and told me that it was my favorite before.

"Really?" I asked curious and interested of this newfound learning about me.

"Yes, now eat up" he ordered. I rolled my eyes at him for ordering but in the end I followed anyway. The fried chicken was so good I don't doubt that it is really my favorite.

I looked up my brother and gave him a thumbs up. For these past few days it wasn't actually hard for me to get close to my brother. I guess it was also like this before all of this happened. Besides, he was really cool and knows how to keep me laughing. Though sometimes he gets really annoying when he tease me things I have no idea about. So I pretend to be angry and wont talk to him for a few hours and he will keep poking my sides until I talk to him. But I can't be angry for so long and it just feels so natural like this happens many times already.

Later that night when I was in bed and everyone else was sleeping. My mother and father were on the couch and how they fitted there I have no idea. My brother was in one of the chairs and leaning his head in the wall. I think that's not a comfortable position to sleep but if you actually see him right now you could say it was for him. He was snoring really loud with his mouth open. I just shook my head and laughed lightly at him and laid down to bed.

Just as I was about to doze off. I heard the door open slowly but I didn't hear any footsteps coming closer so I opened my eyes and looked at the door expecting some nurse checking up on me. To my surprise it wasn't a nurse but just a figure. I can't see their face because it was kinda dark and for a moment I can't speak. I don't know why I didn't feel scared of this person by the door. I finally managed to speak a second after.

"Who's there?" I asked but then I got no answer. When I was about to ask again he or she closed the door without even coming in. What the?! Are they a stalker or something that they don't want me to know who they are. I think what they did was kinda rude. Coming in here and won't even talk. Hmph.

Because sleep was finally taking over I just let it slip and I will just ask my parents tomorrow about it.

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You might say I'm a shitty writer because my chapter is so short but this is just temporary I'll do everything I can to make it longer next time.

-Enchanted