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Memory
Prologue: Scarlet Angle Wakes Up
One of the most amazing things about the human body is the mind. Left unused and not exercised it's wasted, but given to the correct person it's the vessel to greatness. Even after years of study, all the secrets of the mind are not known. Even more, scientists have failed to figure out all the reasons it is that people lose their memories.
Sometimes a memory is lost because of a health problem, like having a stoke, or being in a coma. Sometimes a person can lose their short term memory because of a simple bump on the head. However, another is that a person will not forget, but block out memories that they aren't capable of processing.
Whatever the reason, one this is certain, forgetting your memories is never a good thing. Sometimes memories can be gained back, but sometimes they are lost forever. Some people forget who they are and where they live. Where as other people may forget simple things like how to tie their shoes.
Scarlet had forgotten a number of things. She didn't know her name, where she lived, or who she was. She was found stumbling around a town in the south of Greece, scratched up, bleeding, and slightly delusional. She was dehydrated and muttering something about dragons, and lightening bolts. The townsfolk that found her took her to their local hospital where she was given a room and a name.
Scarlet Angle was the name they put on her hospital records. And it's the name they told her was hers when she woke up. She was in a coma for six months. In that six months she nearly died a few times. It was odd to the doctors because physically she seemed fine, but at the same time her body didn't want to fight for her life.
The couple that found her, Alastrina and Dameon Lerios, visited her in the hospital every day. Alastrina brought fresh flowers every day to freshen up the room. She would sit by Scarlet's bed and tell stories that her father had told her when she was younger. Even though Scarlet wasn't awake Alastrina knew that she could still hear. Her husband would cut the flowers and fixed them in vases and placed them around her room, and then sit quietly while his wife finished her stories.
Alastrina was in the middle of one of her favorites stories when Scarlet's eyelashes fluttered open. And it was that moment that Scarlet Angle turned from a simple name on a paper to an actual person.
After being in the hospital for an additional week the doctors decided that she was fit to leave the hospital. So after explaining to her how she was found and that the Lerios' would love to take her in, Scarlet left the hospital.
She had no belongings except for the ripped clothes she had been found in, and she had no money. Alastrina set immediately to sewing clothes, and soon Scarlet had a modest, but new wardrobe. She got a job in the town, working at the library and teaching kids to read. After work most days she would come home and help around the house, doing different chores. Mostly she cooked in the evening, with Alastrina supervising.
For five years Scarlet lived in that town, a normal greek life. She pushed aside the thoughts that she didn't belong there. And she stopped wondering where she had come from before. She didn't give any notice to the fact that odd things happened to her often and she gave up hope of ever figuring out who she was.
She learned to love her life and her new family. She learned Alastrina's stories and would often tell them to the local children. From the children she learned how to speak and read in greek. In return she taught them english. Often she would trade playing games with them so that they would tell her about greek games and traditions.
She didn't date much, except for a few boys Alastrina tried to set her up with. She wasn't interested. Instead she filled up her spare time by searching her mind for any piece of the puzzle that had become her life. She would lie out in an open field, look up at the clouds and try and think back to before she had woken up in the hospital.It was hopeless though, and she knew that she would never see anyone that she use to know again.