Simply Darkness

Simply Darkness

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Trigger warning- contains self harm, depression, abuse Jane. No last name. You ask why? Well she forgot it. No she didn't run away, but Jane has a special ability. She can forget what upsets her. And bearing the last name, of people she distrusted was not something appealing. She was always the peculiar type. Rarely speaking with words, fists seemed to be a better choice. Yet, she always seems to tell the truth when she claims that nothing happens. Jane first discovered her ability and utilized it for mischief as a young child. After a traumatic event, she shut herself out, and began to forget more of her memories. Yet, as she grows older, memories are coming back. Discombobulated random pieces. Pieces she thought that she had forgotten for eternity. Memories she dreaded. Pieces of her that she feared. It seemed like underneath her depression, she forgot herself. She feared her ability was faltering, but in truth, it was too strong. Every time she forgot, she forgot herself for longer. All her memories would disappear. It used to be only for a millisecond, but now, she struggles to remember herself for hours. Read to find out her hidden secrets and memories. -I suck at writing descriptions so you'll have to read to find out more! "It's rather ambiguous, I can forget all these moments; the moments of regret, violence; the events that made me feel vulnerable. Because I never want to feel that way again. I just Shut down, and make myself forget; locking those memories in a tight dark abyss. But, it seems like every time I forget those bad memories, I forget a piece of myself. It's a beautiful curse." "It's a curse that lets me believe the beautiful facade I've made and identified as; the empty person I am. When I look back on myself, it's all blank. It's as if nothing happened. Everything is fuzzy and discombobulated. It hurts to remember. Just like it hurts to forget. It hurts to experience. That's why I will protect myself." Updates at least twice a week!
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A person's life is shaped and moulded around their history and their future. Their memories and secrets create the person that they are, and their hopes and dreams create the person that they are destined to be. But what if you had no memories or secrets, no hopes or dreams. What if you lived namelessly, forgetting everything you knew every few days. Imagine if you had to find out who you were, where you were, and what your purpose was, and then try to live a normal life, despite not even knowing your own name. You're about to read the story of a girl who plans to do exactly that, before she has another blackout.

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