The dream its always the same... I'm standing in the middle of a town, looking around you can tell its deserted... Not only that but its
engulfed in fire. Looking at this town from a birds eye view there is a person standing in the middle of the town, Its me but also not me.
I'm viewing these series of events like a bug flying around and watching. I cannot control this body of mine but I can feel and hear what
he.. no I am thinking. Getting a closer look its back when I was young about ten or eleven years old witch is funny for I cannot remember
much of my past. I was short shorter than most boys my age and my hair was black and went down to my ears and covered my eyes.
Moving around my body to see what my face looked like, it was nothing special still a little chubby from baby fat and blue eyes witch is
weirder because when I look in the mirror my eyes are black. Studying my face more I noticed it looked worried then the thought
"where is she" popped into my head at the same time my body whispered it under his breath.
I never did find the person I was looking for but by waiting a few moments I would end up at a park. You could tell its one of those really
expensive exclusive parks because its enormous gate that was around it and opened into the park, or maybe it looked like that to my small
body I can never tell no matter how many times I see it. Past this point I always wake up not knowing what was in the park or who I was l
ooking for but this time was different it felt different, It felt more real.
Watching myself open those huge gates and walking into the park made my heart skip a beat for I knew what I was searching for was in there.
I do not know how but I just knew... The park itself if not for the fire damage would of been a really cool park. It had swirling slides one of those
spinning things you jump on almost anything you can imagine. Maybe I was, but now it was in ruins the metal was heated up so much it glowed
red and bent under gravity, the slides slowly melting looking like a evil face making a menacing smile at you. I heard a squeaking noise from
behind me, it was the swing.
Turning around to face the noise I heard I came face to face with a girl. She was about my age long blond hair that slowly turns red at the tips.
Her face was smooth and she had light blue eyes that was reflecting the fire and play set that was behind me. Her dress was green at the bottom
of it there was what looked like a burn mark but closer examination it was just the design. She was humming this eerier but beautiful song.
The humming stopped when she noticed me standing there. jumping off the swing she landed slowly almost like she was flying. A few seconds after
she got off no more as soon as she landed on the ground the swing she was sitting on started to glow red and bend under gravity just like the play set.
Watching because there was nothing I could do it was a dream after all right? "How can this be a dream if you know its a dream?" the girl asked out of
no were. Yelling at my body to move to run away I no.. more he stood there with a relived expression. Out stretching his arm he said "Its time to go
home now, don't you think?"
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Waking up i repeated to myself "It's all ways the same" under my breath. A few moments past for my eyes to adjust, I was not were I
remember falling asleep at. No it was not my room, this room was pure white from all directions you looked in. "What is always the same?"
A voice asked. Looking around I found nothing no speaker for the voice to come from no windows just pure white. "Where am I?" I shouted
not knowing were the voice was coming from. "No need to shout, I can hear you perfectly fine" the mysteries person replied. "W...where
are you?" i asked. In an instant a mirror appeared in fount of me. "This mirror is a single clear side mirror, we can see you but you can
not see us, even so is this better for you?" I paused a bit now having something to talk to and look at. It did make it better i have
to admit that.
"Now back to your first question, you are in a mental hospital. Do not worry you are not insane. You are here because you lost your
memory and our goal is to get that back for you" After hearing this i was set back on what to ask next but then again I asked the
most common question people ask when in this situation. "Why me? why my memory's?" A pause then finally "to put it simple you
have something we want and we have something you want what that is you decided" What i want i asked myself...Freedom was
the first thing to pop into my head.
"Your questioning is over let us begin the operation, But first i will ask you some basic questions. First question, what is your
parents name?" Thinking, it really stuck to me that i couldn't remember what was i stupid then i found myself answering
back "My real parents or adopted?" a few moments past then the words "Good, you remember you have more than one
parent. Now could you please tell us what it was like in the adoption home can you go back and tell us like it was a story?"
Now this was an odd basic knowledge question. Trying to think back to then i said out loud "Well it was..." i suddenly
fell sleepy and couldn't keep my eyes open. Fighting to stay awake, fighting a losing battle i passed out on the floor.
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