Patience is a Virtue(Under MAJOR editing)
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An IV bag is behind me and everything is sterile here. Must be a hostipal I think to myself. I try then to think how I got here. I can even hear the gears in my brain trying to think how I got here. All I can remember is my 17th birthday party. I didnt have too much to drink I think? Then I hear a loud gasp that pulls me out of my thoughts and my friend Isabel has a shocked face and looks like shes about to drop her lunch tray that doesn't have much anyways.
"Oh my god! Your awake!" She practically screams happily and runs and gives me a bear hug. Even with her petite, small body, it still hurt. I cringe but smile big and hug her back.
"Why am I in a hostipal? I'm confused really! All I can remember is the party and i think I passed out and I'm here. But doesn't explain any bruises I have? What happened?!?" I ask while my voice getting higher and higher as I went along.
She cocked her head and gave me a confused look as she tried proccessing what I said. She opened her mouth to anwser me but we were interrupted by a low voice. "She has a form of amnesia that made her forget a certain amount of time but there are some patients that can recover and remember whatever they forgot." He told me calmly but I cracked.
"I forgot somthing? What day is it?" I ask with tears brimming my eyes And look to Isabel for an anwser. She has a perment shock face but recovers when I wait for her anwser. She answers holding my gaze.
"December 15"
I take a shocked breath and I try to remember my last memory. But no I can only seem to remember the party I had. I take a small gasp what I realized. The party was December 14... Last year
Crystal cant remember anything from a year ago from a car crash. little over time will uncover some stuff that happened that she forgot over that long year.
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