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Unlock my memories

Unlock my memories

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Romance
A white room. I opened my eyes at the sound of somebody swearing. I grabbed my forhead groaning because of the terrible headache. "Gosh, please shut the hell up." "Tessa?" Someone asked. It was a boy's voice. But I couldn't tell if I heard it before. I looked around and saw a blonde boy standing by the window on the other side of the room. I didn't recognize him. His beautiful blue eyes met mine. "Who are you?" I murmered as I tried to put myself in a sitting position. He walked towards me and sat on the chair besides the bed I was laying on. "You don't remember?" His eyes began to fill up with water. I shook my head. He closed his eyes for a second before opening them again. "I'm Sam, you're boyfriend." I felt a bit guilty for not knowing my own boyfriend. But at the same time a felt joy. I'm damn lucky, because he's hot. "Where am I, and what happened?" I asked him. "You had an accident, you ended up having amnesia."
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Why was there a boy in my room? There was a boy in my room! "Shoo, shoo." I whacked him with the umbrella as he backed up next to the window. All I did was make a wish. Just a few words I called a sentence and a few sentences I called a paragraph. How was I supposed to know that it would turn out like this. What even was this? I was him. He was me. We were...we? "How can I be you!" I shouted in panic. This wasn't making sense. He? Me? We're...us? "Because I'm you." He answered calmly and my mouth dropped open. Wait, what? "How can you be me and I, you?" I bellowed, confused. This was way too much for the little brain cells I had left. "You're a boy!" "Okay, now that's just being sexist." He stated, leaning against my book case with a grin on his face. What the hell was going on!? ************************** Lenna Adams was living no easy life. Her once perfect family was now in ruins. She loved her dad, but now she felt nothing but hatred and disappointment towards him. She adored her mom, but now all she felt was pity towards her. She once appreciated her life too, but let's face it...everything was a mess in Lenna's life. He claimed he could help her. He claimed that he could make her enjoy life again. And the only way to do it, was to become her.

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