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If Nancy asked him if I’d fucked him. “Your just mad because I can have Chris and you can’t.” She sneered “ Im his friend,” I muttered. !” They yelled “Do you remember our conversation in the library?
You know, when you chose to be awakened?” “Felicia!” I exclaimed right back, giving her a sweet kiss on the cheek.
She laughed, a melodious one that sounded a little like my ow, Most Beautiful Girl Asian Country. It always felt good to hold her like this, her petite body in my arms, hugging her tight. “I honestly don’t understand why you had to tie her up. Surely she is not that dumb to think she can escape from us, weird amnesia problem or not.” My body felt cold. I slowly opened my eyes, and bright lights flashed around me, and I closed my eyes once again, and put my hands over my face wiping my eyes. I tried once again to open my eyes, and at first everything was a blur. I squinted my eyes and everything was white.
I closed my eyes, and reopened them, and I took a deep breath, and I started coughing. My chest hurt. I leaned forward, because it felt like I was going to choke to death. I heard a door opening, and I foccused my eyes on a bunch of black figures walking into the room, and I heard my name being said by each one of them. I continued to cough, and I fell onto the bed trying to catch my breath, and I grabbed a pillow and put it over my face trying to block out their voices, but I still hear them Are you just going to be standing here, thinking about me all night?
“I have all the proof I could ever need” I replied, grabbing Christan and begun to walk away. It feels so thrilling to know that I am free. I have been liberated from the chains of the city, and more importantly, my mother. No more will I ever have to put up my skateboard or have a cigarette yanked out my hands.
Here, no one will care about what I do and don’t do. No one will attempt to control my life. “Do you not recognize me?” He asks, and I can sense hurt in his voice.
Strangely, I do, no matter how much that surprises me. Memory after memory resurfaces with a speed that unnerves me.