Analia

Everything I had been told was a lie

"Calm down Analia"

My whole life here, my friends, my family, my mother and father!

"Analia listen to me"

All of it, one big giant lie.

"Everything is going to be alright"

But I'm not mad about that. I wouldn't trade these last 17 years of my life for anything.

"You'll see, we will get you back home and everything will come back to you"

What ticks me off, makes me want to scream from a roof top until I can't breathe and my lungs fall out, is I can't remember

"Analia?"

They say I had a life there, where I came from

"Analia?"

But I can't remember

"Analia!"

The friends I had

"ANALIA!"

The home I lived in

"AnAliA!!!!!"

Everything that I should remember, vital memories I should have, aren't there. Maybe they were at one point and I lost them along the way somewhere. But they're gone now.

I feel pressure on my arm and I am being flung to the ground with that voice screaming at me

"RUN!"

But if I don't remember why I'm running or who I'm running from, running would be pointless, wouldn't it? A loud crash resonates through the room, glass shattering above my head, and my legs begin to move on their own accord, no longer needing any other type of motivation. They carry me, long quick strides until they come to a sudden halt. And there is stood in all its glory.
Just like he said, standing in the middle of the woods

The glass tree

The one that will take me home.
The place I can't remember.

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