When I woke up, it was like being born all over again. Except I was grown and I had no mother. No family.
I had no one. I was lost. No memories. No possessions, or money. I had nothing. Only the clothes I wore, and myself.
But I had one clue.
A photograph. The picture is black and white. I easily recognized myself, standing next to a woman who looks similar. We are both in front of some contraption. It has a the wings of a bird, and a propeller in the front, though what for I do not know.
So I tried to find my family. The woman in the photo. Find out who I was.
But maybe... just maybe, I was brought here to find who I really was. Discover myself.
This is the story of how I reinvented myself.
