Memories
By LANABANA (obviously a nickname, also known as "agentalana" on ALIAS message boards)
Disclaimers-I like to think that all loyal fans own ALIAS, we're just extremely fortunate that we don't have to PAY for it!
Scene 1
For some reason I never liked the dentist's office, it made me feel like ET, like some unearthly creature being tested. My phobia has only increased with time, due to recent events.
So here I sit, in a dentist like chair with little nerve sensory discs stuck all over my head, feeling VERY much like poor little ET. It's safe to say that I'm somewhat nervous, but of course, no one can tell, that's my job, to effectively hide my feelings.
Hiding. That's why I'm here today, because my memory is hiding from me, and for some strange reason I really want to be able to look back and remember such embarrassing childhood moments as playing the only surviving turkey in my elementary school Thanksgiving play.
Although many would love to forget such life-scaring moments, I long for them because it's a sign of normalcy. And I want to remember and cherish every normal moment I can. The only problem is that I can't.
So I'm here, I figured if Will can do it, why not me!?!
The doctor begins to speak in soothing tones; she sounds a bit like my favorite radio host, Delilah. "Good evening Sydney Bristow and what can I do for you tonight?"
Blackness. Night.
Flickers of light.
Suddenly I'm standing in the hallway of my childhood home; I look over the banister to see my father speaking with police officers. Their flashing red and blue lights are rhythmically illuminating the whole house, they silently scream "She's-Dead-She's-Dead-She's-Dead"
My father looks up at me, but I know he can't see me; I follow the direction of his furrowed brow and grief stricken gaze. Down the hall is an open door to a perfectly normal little girl room. And there I sit, on bed, oblivious to my loss.
My heart goes out to her, so young so naive, so innocent. I should warn her, save her, SOMETHING! But as I try to take a step, blackness surrounds me.
By LANABANA (obviously a nickname, also known as "agentalana" on ALIAS message boards)
Disclaimers-I like to think that all loyal fans own ALIAS, we're just extremely fortunate that we don't have to PAY for it!
Scene 1
For some reason I never liked the dentist's office, it made me feel like ET, like some unearthly creature being tested. My phobia has only increased with time, due to recent events.
So here I sit, in a dentist like chair with little nerve sensory discs stuck all over my head, feeling VERY much like poor little ET. It's safe to say that I'm somewhat nervous, but of course, no one can tell, that's my job, to effectively hide my feelings.
Hiding. That's why I'm here today, because my memory is hiding from me, and for some strange reason I really want to be able to look back and remember such embarrassing childhood moments as playing the only surviving turkey in my elementary school Thanksgiving play.
Although many would love to forget such life-scaring moments, I long for them because it's a sign of normalcy. And I want to remember and cherish every normal moment I can. The only problem is that I can't.
So I'm here, I figured if Will can do it, why not me!?!
The doctor begins to speak in soothing tones; she sounds a bit like my favorite radio host, Delilah. "Good evening Sydney Bristow and what can I do for you tonight?"
Blackness. Night.
Flickers of light.
Suddenly I'm standing in the hallway of my childhood home; I look over the banister to see my father speaking with police officers. Their flashing red and blue lights are rhythmically illuminating the whole house, they silently scream "She's-Dead-She's-Dead-She's-Dead"
My father looks up at me, but I know he can't see me; I follow the direction of his furrowed brow and grief stricken gaze. Down the hall is an open door to a perfectly normal little girl room. And there I sit, on bed, oblivious to my loss.
My heart goes out to her, so young so naive, so innocent. I should warn her, save her, SOMETHING! But as I try to take a step, blackness surrounds me.