| Memories,
Thought our minds need to forget. Shattered and cold, I feel shattered and cold. As my eyes begin to re-focus and my senses awaken I realizes I�m drenched in rain. I try to get up but my legs are bruised and they throb as I move them. After a few painful tries I manage to sit up and look around. Trees are everywhere. �Where am I?� It looks like a forest, and its getting dark. Why am I here? I try to remember how I got here but nothing comes and it scares me, what in the hell is happening? Why can�t I remember? Melody, that�s right my name is Melody. I�m making progress. I try to remember more but nothing comes up. Its strange, what�s happened to my memory? Why am I bruised all over? I begin to drift off to the sound of rain hitting against the forest leaves. Something inside my mind tells me to wake up or else I won�t be able to get up the next time. But my body doesn�t obey and I fall back down to the ground. Throbbing, my mind is throbbing. I need the pain to stop, I�m ready to find a sharp rock and hit my head with it- anything for the pain to stop. Time passes by, I don�t know if I�m unconscious, conscious, or both. I don�t know how long I remained in that state but a while after my collapse I remember seeing a blonde-haired boy run past me a couple yards away. I want to yell out to him, but my mouth won�t open. So instead I begin to cry, blurring my vision. When I open my eyes again I find the same boy kneeling over me. �You�re alive.� He whispers, his eyes registering shock. I can�t reply so I focus on the boy�s eyes instead. They drift down to my arms; I�m wearing a t-shirt, making my cuts and bruises visible. �You�re hurt.� Yes I am I reply in my mind. �Can you get up?� His voice is so soothing I find myself relaxing to it. After no response he touches my arm. I flinch in pain and he quickly retracts it. At least my nerves still work. �You can�t move.� He says it like I�m dying. I feel myself slipping into unconsciousness again; maybe I am dying. My ears begin to shut off and my eyes let go of tears once again, staining my lips with salted water. As the last part of me gives in I hear a faint mutter, �A corpse, she�s like a beautiful corpse�� |
| Memories Chapter one. |
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| This story is about a girl who looses her memory and finds herself in a forest. She gets help by a boy and his friends who happen to be walking by. Slowly the girl remembers her past, but when things slowly come into place her mysterous past hits her hard, and she realizes her friends just might have secrets of their own. |
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