Lost and Found
Chapter 4: Memory Journal
Dear Memory Journal,
So this time I'm writing for a school assignment. Boring, right? Well, also I'm writing cause I had another memory. Or at least that's what I think it was. Here. I'll tell you about it.
So "I" was crying on this kid's shoulder and he promised that no one would hurt me ever again. Kinda creepy right? Well, the strange thing is that the kid was the same guy from last time. I still don't know who the hell he is or what he means to me. I really want to know though. I mean wouldn't you? Granted, your a book and Im a person. You don't have feelings, but hey, I'm just gonna pretend you understand my feelings.
My main question here though is who this kid is. I mean when I have memories it seems like the "me" in the memory is really close to the boy. It feels like they're just friends, but it feels deeper than that. I just want to know what he used to mean to me. Maybe then I could figure out some of my past. Maybe he could help me, whoever he is.
Okay so I have like 10 minutes left. Well, now I don't really know what to write down. Oh, well, I could tell you, my dear memory journal, that I'm starting to believe Belle and Lyna were right. They said it was a memory and I think I agree. It just makes the most sense. Doesn't it?
Tell me if I'm wrong, but the same guy in the "vision" and me being in it, but younger, well it seems pretty sensable to say these are from my past. I guess now I really look forward to more of them. I mean it's pretty cool that I might soon know what happened to me all those years ago. Maybe I'll even find out how I really lost my memory.
From what I've been told I was shot. Apparently, people found me in an alley, shot and with a lot of injuries. I was alone and someone had just left me there. After I woke up in the hospital, people asked me who I was. I remember not knowing and being so confused. I guess I didn't have id with me and since I could tell them my name, I caused a huge problem. I think they hung my picture up and stuff, but no one claimed me, so they shipped me off to a foster home. I remember them asking me what I wanted to be called. Then a word, asingle word, floated into my mind. Andi.
So now I'm yours truely. I think maybe subconsciously I knew my own first name, not that it really helped anything. But so now, I'm Andi Prince. An normal 19 year old girl. What a life right?
- Andi
So this time I'm writing for a school assignment. Boring, right? Well, also I'm writing cause I had another memory. Or at least that's what I think it was. Here. I'll tell you about it.
So "I" was crying on this kid's shoulder and he promised that no one would hurt me ever again. Kinda creepy right? Well, the strange thing is that the kid was the same guy from last time. I still don't know who the hell he is or what he means to me. I really want to know though. I mean wouldn't you? Granted, your a book and Im a person. You don't have feelings, but hey, I'm just gonna pretend you understand my feelings.
My main question here though is who this kid is. I mean when I have memories it seems like the "me" in the memory is really close to the boy. It feels like they're just friends, but it feels deeper than that. I just want to know what he used to mean to me. Maybe then I could figure out some of my past. Maybe he could help me, whoever he is.
Okay so I have like 10 minutes left. Well, now I don't really know what to write down. Oh, well, I could tell you, my dear memory journal, that I'm starting to believe Belle and Lyna were right. They said it was a memory and I think I agree. It just makes the most sense. Doesn't it?
Tell me if I'm wrong, but the same guy in the "vision" and me being in it, but younger, well it seems pretty sensable to say these are from my past. I guess now I really look forward to more of them. I mean it's pretty cool that I might soon know what happened to me all those years ago. Maybe I'll even find out how I really lost my memory.
From what I've been told I was shot. Apparently, people found me in an alley, shot and with a lot of injuries. I was alone and someone had just left me there. After I woke up in the hospital, people asked me who I was. I remember not knowing and being so confused. I guess I didn't have id with me and since I could tell them my name, I caused a huge problem. I think they hung my picture up and stuff, but no one claimed me, so they shipped me off to a foster home. I remember them asking me what I wanted to be called. Then a word, asingle word, floated into my mind. Andi.
So now I'm yours truely. I think maybe subconsciously I knew my own first name, not that it really helped anything. But so now, I'm Andi Prince. An normal 19 year old girl. What a life right?
- Andi
Notes
So the second memory, plus Andi's thoughts. WHat do you all think. Let me know with comments please!
Love you all!
Izzy <3
Andi is Andria! I just have this feeling! She resembles her, and both boys says she reminds them of her!
2/5/14