Interminable

Interminable

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*NOT YET COMPLETE* Sometimes it feels like someone got into my head and wiped it clean. Removed any memories related to my past. I can only see blurry images and hear background noises whenever I try to remember. You'd think I see myself in a playground and the noises are the laughter of other kids playing in a sunny morning, but no. It is never any of that... I only remember my mother sitting in the living room listening to the compulsory daily radio show; but that is not a memory from my childhood. I squeeze my brain so hard to find anything. Anything that can verify my existence. That I didn't just materialise. That nothing or no one messed up my head in any way.
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I woke up in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by strange voices that kept buzzing in my head. The world felt blurry as if I were caught between a dream and reality. Every time I tried to remember something, only emptiness greeted me. Who am I? Why am I here? There were no answers. Only a deepening confusion, like sinking into an endless ocean. But there was something inside me-a faint feeling that told me this wasn't just ordinary memory loss. I have to find out. I have to find myself. Before it's too late.

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