Forgetting

Forgetting

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Aria Blackwell seemed to be a perfectly normal teenage girl until you looked into her eyes, which were anything but normal. Never remaining the same hue for longer than a month, Aria's eyes were constantly changing color. Aria wasn't always encumbered by this changing eye color, she used to live a mundane life with regular irises. Then, one night, her life took a drastic turn away from it's bland nature when a devastating event occurred. Ever since that event, Aria's eye color has never remained the same. Adapting to her odd condition, Aria has learned to live with it. But then, things begin to change when she begins to lose her memory, first slowly, then rapidly. With a dark stranger looming near, watching Aria's every move, is there more to Aria's life than she truly knows? Was that devastating event far more than a random occurrence? Most importantly, will Aria figure out what's going on before she forgets everything, including herself?
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I was only 7 when I met her, but we had an instant connection. We were inseperable. She was always happy and joyful around me, but me on the other hand, I was a completely different story. I suffered a disorder that caused me to have no emotions. I told her my condition and she understood, but one day she dissapeared, I didn't feel sad, worried or angry like I should have. I just continued my day like any other day, but by myself. I continued to have no friends as I got older and talked to no one, but it didn't bother me. I soon became the "weirdo" as most people would say. I became known as the girl with no emotions.

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