The Fragments I Catch of Dying Memories
29. I Ask
'I ask you every day if you remember. Sometimes it takes a little longer, but you manage my name. Our names, even if the others haven't come with me.
Some days though, you forget the Digital World entirely. As if we met in some undefined place with four other kids, and we've somehow shared something and become friends. That's how you say it, and you sound so confused because you know there's something important missing, but you just can't remember it.
Those days you'll be pale and nauseous and unable to get out of bed.
Other days…you remember it all.'
