Beep, beep, beep… What in the world is that annoying noise? Wish it would just shut-up so I can go back to sleep. That wasn't the only noise in the room. I could hear the humming of machines. Where in the world would I wake up and there would be machines. Lets see a factory, no couldn't be cause I never been to one in my whole life. A hospital, yea it definitely could be that but why in the world would I be there. Let me think what has happen up to this point. All I remember is being at school, eating lunch. Waiting for….. Now who the world would I have been waiting for? Better yet who am I? That's not a good thing, right. How in the world can I not remember, who I am? Do I have a boyfriend, brothers, and sisters? Hmm might as well look around and see if anything jogs my memory. I opened my eyes and right next to me was a guy that looked about my age. He had gorgeous dark blue eyes, spiky black hair and a dark tan. He wore all black. Wonder what kind of clothes I wear? The really hot guy was holding my hand. It sounded like he was crying, but what was he crying about. I shook my hand to let him know I was awake. He looked up at me; his eyes were glossy from crying.
"Ashley, you're finally awake. We were so worried that you would never wake up?" he told me.
"Who are you? And who is Ashley," I asked, my voice all cracked and dry from not having water.
"Your Ashley, I'm James don't you remember me. We've been dating for awhile," James told me. I just shook my head no, cause to be honest I had no clue who I was or who he was. "Dam it," he mumbled and pushed a button. I had no clue what the button was for but I guess I was about to find out. The door to the room opened to reveal an old guy in a white jacket. I should know what he is but I don't know. Lets see if I'm in a hospital who wears jackets like that. Oh yeah he must be a doctor.
"Ah Ashley I see you finally woke up," the doctor said.
"Yeah she did but she says she doesn't remember anything," James told the doctor. He looked so scared and I just realized he still he was holding my hand. Quickly I pulled my hand away from him. He looked so hurt when I did it, I wanted to take it back but the damage was already done.
"I see she must have amnesia. Besides that she been recovering well," the doctor told James, while he was checking the machines that were hooked to me.
"When will she start remembering," James asked with concern in his voice.
"I say if she recovering like she has been it wont be to long. Before I leave just so she doesn't get to uncomfortable, you should be the only one to see her tell she remembers," the doctor told James.
"But wouldn't she remember better if she had her relatives visiting her? Cause how is she going to remember them?" James asked him.
"You can tell her about them. Show her pictures of them," he told him and left the room.
