STUCK IN AMNESIA (Piggeh x Reader)
I clutch my stomach laughing my ass off as I watch Pewdiepie, once again, fail at Happy wheels. I chuckle to myself and check the time, 2:39. Aw, shit! I'm so tired :P I was too lazeh to get up and lug myself up the stairs, so I just closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. When I woke up I was NOT in my living room. I smoothed out my navy blue hair (I dyed it a few years ago) and looked around me. I was in some dark bedroom barely lit by candles. I was in a queen bed with a heavy green comforter, to my left was a wooden wardrobe and a few feet in front of me was a dresser with a large mirror connected to it. I got out of the bed and looked down at my purple 'Keep calm and Oppa Gangnam style' t-shirt, ripped skinny jeans, and black toms.
Before I continue let me tell you about myself, I have dyed dark blue hair but you already know about that, I have green eyes, and my hair stops at my shoulder blades. I love pewdiepie and video games surrounding FPS and horror. My mom died of cancer when I was three, leaving me with my abusive father. I've never had really had much friends since pretty much everyone were just meanies and bullies :P The things that keep me emotionally strong is my friend Martha, YouTube, dancing, and video games. I'm 17 and I come from Cali.
I start walking around the room and stop at the dresser tracing the lines of the brass handle before yanking it open, nothing but a white dress shirt :/ Eh, it might come in handy later. I grab it and tie the sleeves around my waist. I walk around the room some more. 'Jeez, why does this room seem so fahking familiar?!' I mentally shout. I froze and scanned the room once more. My eyes widen as I finally peace it together.
I am in Brennanberg castle. I, Hazel Tyler am in Amnesia.