More than a memory lost
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A few years ago I woke up without a memory. Lost for thoughts, and no idea who I had been up till that day. I do remember that day. I remember the smell of the hospital and the white, empty ceiling I woke up to. The white ceiling was completely blank, just like my mind. I tried to move, but every inch of my body hurt that day. I remembered that I heard the laughs of the nurses. I told myself what everything was. I recognized what a table was. The thing I was on was called a bed. Every image I saw I could recall what it was. I was surprised by myself, even though I had no idea who I was. From that day forward, my life had to start over.
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