The first thing I remember is waking... All alone... It was so dark and cold. But, there was the moon, so bright. I felt my fears disappear as I gazed at the full moon.
Then I saw a pond just a few steps away. I was thirsty, so I went towards the pond. As I knelt down, I saw a little girl. Her face was red, and shining. It was so scary, I moved away. That was when I saw my right hand- it was so red. Then I realised what it was.
.
.
It was blood.
I went towards the lake and checked for the girl. It was not some other girl. It was my own reflection. Why was there blood on my face and my hand? Where was I? Who was I? What was I doing here, at this time? But I could not remember anything. In fact, I could remember nothing. No memory, at all. Everything was blank.
That was when I got some flashes. A raven haired boy, with onyx eyes, was in front of me 'Happy Third Birthday Moriko! Now we are the same age!' Next there was a beautiful woman with brown skin and black hair and eyes alongside a man with equally black hair and eyes, but rather fair. 'They told me It's going to be alright, sweetie.' 'Moriko... Moriko... ' I heard someone cry and whisper silently. The next was of me running, and I could hear some men chasing me. That was when a man shouted 'Don't let that Suzuki escape!'
Scared of all these flashes, I started running. I tried to scream but no sound came. It was all so painful, all those flashes. Then everything went black.
*Time Skip to morning*
As the morning light hit my eyes, I woke up to even stranger surroundings. I was on a bed, in different clothes. My right hand was no longer red with blood. My face felt clean too. That was when the door opened and a lady came in. Seeing that I had woken, she smiled to me. I tried to get off but my body ached. Seeing me struggle she told me to calm down. 'You shouldn't move right now. Whatever happened to you has tired you. Lay down and rest, dear.'
I didn't move because my body still ached a little.
Later a man joined as well. After setting down beside me on two chairs, I looked at them with inquiring looks, not sure on what to ask them. They didn't have to wait for my questions and told me what happened.
They found me in their backyard, all messed up and bloody. So they brought me inside and called for a doctor. He told them that I had just become very exhausted and passed out, and I did not have any major injuries, just small scratches. But the blood on my hand and face was not mine.
'Now could you tell us what happened to you, dear?' The woman asked.
'I am sorry, but I cannot tell you anything.'
'Why?' it was the man, who was silent the whole time, who asked this time.
'Because, I don't remember anything.' 'Nothing?' I shook my head.
'Do you remember who your parents are?' a shaked my head. 'Your name?' 'Moriko Suzuki' I blurted. It happened by itself. They understood from the surprised look I made. 'How old are you?' '3' I replied, unsure, I think I turned 3 yesterday.'
'What makes you think so?'
'I don't know. It just popped up in my mind.'
*Time Skip*
After I healed, they offered to adopt me. I had become very close to them. They were like my parents. I agreed and started living with them. They owned a dango shop, and it was among the best things I had ever had.
Everything was going so nice. It seemed like nothing would go wrong...