Lost Memory by Jacqueline Cortez

Chapter Seven: Gwen

"Hmm...The mango please" Hunter and Azul walk up to order. They are cute. They have time for love which I did not and couldn't.

I look past these two months and It has been a little bit different lately in these two months. I never lost any energy. I did need to time-travel but not as frequently. I would say 8 or 7 months, my body has been so weary making me have to travel. However, if I did not go at least once a year then I would get sick, severely sick.

About 3 years ago...2 years after I got these abilities I only went once and that is in the first year. The reason I went again for the second time is that I wanted to make sure I was not going crazy so I went to where exactly the first time travel happened in Broad Street. I traveled to the future and went to the convenience store to buy snacks that I loved and were only available in 2025. After, I traveled back to 2016 and never traveled again for more than a year. I became feeling nauseous so I just took medicine, which seemed like nothing serious. The nauseousness was every day, day, and night when the sun sunset until the sun came back. Rosaline started becoming worried about me because the sickness was becoming more and more serious by the day. She wanted to take me to the hospital but I refused. I did not know much about genetics or anything much about myself so I did not want to expose myself to anything or anyone. I stayed home and asked Rosaline to head to a pharmacy to buy something that she thought would help me. After all, she was the only one who knew I was sick. Before she came back with the medicine, I felt like throwing up, I rushed to the bathroom. I opened the toilet lid to throw up but ending up coughing up blood. This is serious. As I thought that, I bled out of my nose while coughing up blood, and then bruises starting to accumulate on my skin. The bruises looked as if I was beaten up by someone but I wondered how can bruises arise in my skin when I was not doing anything. I went to the mirror covering my mouth with paper. My eyes were extremely red like the color of a red rose. I blinked to see if it would go away and It did not. I went to reach for eye drops to see if it would go away but it made it worse. My body started hurting now, maybe as the bruises accumulated, my body could not take it. I only thought of one thing to do, going to the subway to travel to the future or even the past. I put on a black mask, dark-shaded sunglasses that did not expose my eyes to anything, a black hoodie, black jeans, and my black boots. I pulled the hoodie over my head, took the elevator, and exited the lobby. I ran to the subway station as fast as I could, as much as I could. I did not know what else my body can take of this. I head into the subway and stay in the subway until Broad Street. I became anxious, this time people sneaked peeks at me maybe it was because I was all covered like I was hiding something. I walk to a different part of the subway where no one can notice me. Finally Broad Street, I needed this to go away. I started feeling light and heavy at the same time, I felt as if I was going to die. I end up traveling to the past, 2008 in Suwon, South Korea. I never have been to South Korea so I did not know how I came to travel here. Usually, if you travel to the past you end up being somewhere you have not been before maybe this was not the situation here. I walked around and end up at an abandoned parking lot. I noticed one car and saw something moving inside so I approached the car. There was the little boy...he seemed as if he was crying...maybe it was because of the darkness...however...this kid...this boy... is the one from the subway not too long ago as I disappeared, I saw him. The one who called my name. He turns his head and I get against the wall so he does not notice see me. I am new to this wild game of time traveling and I do not want to be seen by anyone right now or make any mistake. I checked my arms, my nose, to see if they stopped bleeding and becoming bruised. I touched my nose and I was not bleeding from my nose anymore. I check my arms, poked at them, they hurt a little but the bruises are fading away. I do not know if my eyes became better, I pulled my phone and there was no signal. I knew it was because we were in a year where they do not have cellphones this advanced yet. I walked away from the parking lot. As I did, I noticed a woman, she seemed Bolivian, I guessed this because I only was able to get a glance at her face, she looked as if she was in a rush. I needed to be in a rush too, I did not want to seem as if I disappeared, then I would have to explain to Rosa and I could not do that. At that moment in 2008, I ran at the speed of light to the subway and waiting as I ending up being back in the year 2016. I became anxious, wishing for the subway to hurry up. The subway reaches a stop and I get off. I take a taxi to the loft. I reached the loft and seen Rosaline down the sidewalk with a bag of medicine. I ran to the elevator and pressed the button repeatedly for it to open quickly. It took too long and decided to take the stairs so I went to the stairwell. I ran up the stairs faster and faster hoping to reach the loft in time before Rosa reaches the loft. I reach the top floor out of breath. My body does not seem hurt or anything right then so I let out a sigh of relief. Then I thought how will I look sick? When you travel in time, well what I have seen, is when you travel and travel back it is like you were never gone, as if you stopped time. I guess that wasn't the case here. I was out of breath, maybe that could help me look as if I am sick. I hear the ring of the number of the elevator when it reaches the top floor. I open the loft door and rush inside. I change into the pajamas I was in before. I pick up the clothes and head upstairs, to my room. I put my mask away, my glasses in the drawer of my nightstand, and get in bed. I start to cough because of how dehydrated and tired I was. Rosaline yells from downstairs that she is home. I can hear her scatter up the stairs saying my name over and over saying she had medicine for me. She walked into the room and took my temperature. I didn't have a fever but she tells me to 'take these pills but only one or two of this one, oh wait, drink this later before you sleep' type stuff. Thinking about that, that was what helped me gain a lot of knowledge of time traveling through that one time. That time of almost dying did not feel well. I wanted to try to be happy, keyword try.