An Old Friend From A Faded Past?

Lammy and I had moved from the see saw over to one of the trees at the edge of the park. We both sat down next to eachother and it was quiet for a few minutes, you couldn't even hear any of the birds.

"You know," Lammy started, causing me to look over at her, "I shouldn't be that surprised that you don't remember me."

"Why's that?" I asked, slightly raising an eyebrow.

"Well, when you were about six or seven they took you away from me, saying that I was too dangerous to be around. It happened after you drowned in the lake, but it wasn't me who kept your head underwater it was Mr. Pickles. They thought it was me because they can't see Mr. Pickles and when I was trying to get you away from him it looked like that it was me that was trying to drown you. I don't expect you to believe me, it has been a long time."

So, that vision I had, it was a memory flash, the man was Mr. Pickles, kinda a weird name, and Lammy was trying to help me, but wait a minute. Did she say drown? That means I died, right?

"Wait, you said drowned right? That can't be because that would mean I died, but it's pretty obvious that I'm still alive," I said to her. After all, she could've just made a mistake and meant to say that I 'almost' drowned.

Lammy looked over to me, her eyes looked as if she was slightly surprised I had said that, but she kept a calm face, "You don't remember that either I suppose."

"What do you mean?" I asked, being completely confused. It's true that I barely remember what happened at this place, but I know that I didn't die that day. If I did I wouldn't be here now, talking to Lammy.

She smiled again, then stood up, saying, "Oh you'll find out soon enough," then began to walk away.

I quickly jumped to my feet, about to run after her, "But I still have more questions!"

She slowly turned to me, that same smile on her face, not seeming to be affected by my outburst, "The longer that you live here, the more memorys will return."

And just like that she was gone. Out of sight, out of mind, but she was still in my mind. Something was off about the way she said that, I don't know what though.

I started walking back home, the conversation I had with Lammy playing through my mind over and over again. She meant something when she mentioned that I had drowned, something told me that she didn't make a mistake, that she was serious.

My bare foot stepped into the soft grass of my lawn and as I was about to open my front door, I quickly spun back around. My lawn was empty.

"What the-?!" I exclaimed, they were definately not in my house and they couldn't have gotten up and walked away so there was only on solution, "Someone robbed me!"

Great, I haven't even been here for a day and things are already messed up. First the weird conversation with Lammy, and now this! I would call the police, but they stole the phone too!

Then a thought came to me, I could ask Lammy if I could use her phone or if she could tell me where the police station was, but there was one problem with that. I had no idea where she lived.

Sighing, I sat in the grass, probably never going to see my stuff agian. Until, something familiar caught my eye, there laying near the side of my house, was one of my black couch cushions. The robbers must have dropped it.

I walked over and picked the cushion up, wondering where I was going to find the rest, until I saw two shadow's run into the nearest alley way, so I tossed the cushion behind me and ran after them.

When I was half way through the alley I stopped and looked around. The shadows disappeared, just like that. I sighed and said, "Well, now what am I going to do?"

Suddenly, an evil snicker was heard and some cold metal was pressed up against the back of my head. I froze in place, immediately knowing what it was.

"Move and I'll shoot your brains out," someone snickered. There seemed to be two of them there and one of them was pressing a gun to the back of my head.

Can this day get any worse?