OK soooo this is my entry for moglet312's contest! Hope you like it!

Chapter 1:

Cammie POV (age 6)

"Come on, Cam!" my big brother Grant yelled to me from the living room. "We need to leave!"

I didn't want to make him too mad so I ran down the stairs instead of taking my sweet time like I normally would. Then, I asked in the sweetest voice I could muster, "But where are we going?"

"Mom said to take you to the playground," he grumbled. I could tell he wasn't happy about it but I didn't care. I loved going to the playground. They just got a new swing set last month, and because they were plastic instead of metal, they didn't squeak at all!

When we got to park, I practically sprinted to the swings. I saw another little girl who looked about my age being pushed on the swing by who I guessed was her older sister. I smiled smugly. I didn't need to be push because I already knew how to swing my legs to make myself go. I got on the swing right next to her and pumped my legs as fast as I could. I knew I was showing off but I couldn't help myself.

Eventually the two girls left and I smirked. I guess they didn't like being put in their place by a six year old. I hopped off the swing and started to search for Grant. I had lost sight of him when I was showing off.

I searched all of his favorite spots in the park and could only come up with one valid conclusion as to why I couldn't find him. He left.

I can't believe Grant! Jerk! He deserted me, in a playground full of big kids and now I'm all by my self. Mommy told me this morning that I had to be brave of anything happened, but she looked worried. Uncle Joe? Is that him over there? I called his name, he came over, and that was the last thing I saw before the world went black.

I woke up in a cot, wrapped in uncomfortable, plasticy, crisp sheets. I slowly and cautiously opened my eyes to see a grown up lady with dark curly hair and piercing green eyes.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" she asked in a soft voice. "You took a hard fall."

"I…I did?" I asked tentatively. I couldn't seem to remember…actually I couldn't seem to remember anything.

"You don't remember?" she questioned.

"No…" I paused. "I can't remember anything. Are you my mommy? I can't even remember what she looks like…" I started to cry. How terrible was it that I couldn't remember what my own mother looks like?

The woman rubbed my back soothingly and whispered comforting things in my ear until I stopped crying.

"You really can't remember anything?" she asked just as softly as before but now with what I recognized as and evil glint in her eyes.

"No," I said starting to tear up again.

"Shhhh…" she whispered starting to rub my back again. I stopped myself before the waterworks started back up. "Henry!" she called turning towards the door. A light haired man entered as if he had been waiting for her to call. "Go find Dr. Steve. Tell him we have a possible case of amnesia." He left right away.

"What's am-amne- whatever you said?" I asked.

"It's when you lose your memory. Can you remember your name?"

I closed my eyes and concentrated really hard. But no matter how hard I concentrated, I kept coming up blank.

"No." I whispered. "I can't remember my name." Then I started to cry all over again.

Okay that was probably not the best work I've done but hey, I'M DONE! I'm just glad FINALLY had a chance to right again. As you may have been able to tell, I've been über busy.

Oh, and do u want them to tell Cammie her actual name to give her some fake name? Tell me whatcha think! And you can do that by REVIEWING!

PS I downloaded it wrong and had to redo it so sorry for any confusion!