Chapter 1
It was cold and dark until it wasn’t anymore. Then it was warm and bright there was something soft and there were voices who were those voices again? They sounded familiar. They sounded sad too. Did something bad happen? Why do those strange faces I’ve never seen before look familiar? They keep saying something about an accident and how they know me. That’s impossible if they know me then I’d know them well to come to think of it I don’t know anybody. I can’t think of anyone I know.. What’s my name again?
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Amnesia, that’s a funny word. According to the person in the fancy white jacket I have amnesia. The boy who hasn’t left my side, my ‘best friend’ told me I got caught in an explosion. I asked him why and he told me I was protecting him and our nation. I don’t know what that means. Another person came today to explain to me that I was in a war to win independence for our new nation. I asked her if we won she said her husband was figuring that out for us. I asked her to tell me something about myself. She said that I was passionate, hotheaded, I sacrificed a lot for our new nation, and that I was young too young. I asked her how old I was, she said I’m 16. Why would someone so young fight in a war I asked her? She just gave me a small kind smile and left the room.
“My best friend ‘ Toby he says his name is, gives me something that I’ll supposedly really like. Its a picture of a bearded man in a suit a smug grin on his face ram horns on the side of his head next to him is me, Toby, and three other boys in suits matching to his. I ask him who they all are Toby says the bearded man is Jschlatt and the three other boys are Erin, Jack, and Deo. I ask him if they’re my family he says that they might as well be saying that I idolized Jschlatt so long he might as well be my uncle or something. So why aren’t they here I ask? He gives me a sad look. Jack is helping out there he says, Erin and Deo are off somewhere else, and Jschlatt he stutters h-h-he well h-he’s unfortunately p-passed away. I ask him how he doesn’t answer. I ask again and he says Will should be the one to tell you. I ask who Will is and he leaves. I still don’t understand anything about who I am or who anyone else here is. I just want someone to explain it all to me without being cryptic or weird about it.
The woman from before came back. I asked her who Will was. She said he’s her husband. I asked her if she could tell me about him and Jschlatt She answered that question by giving me a picture of the same person Toby gave me but instead of five boys with him there’s the woman in front of me in it with a tall man with curly brown hair with a yellow sweater and a guitar on his back wearing a beanie, next to them is Jschlatt with the same smug grin from Toby’s picture and a girl with red hair in an oversized hoodie with an extremely annoyed look on her face, in the corner, a man is standing alone he has pink-hair his face littered with scars he is wearing a dress shirt with a red cloak there’s a sword strapped to his belt and a golden crown on his head in the background there are maybe 50 other people giant smiles plastered on their faces one that I can see is wearing a green and white stripped bucket hat another standing next to him has white clout googles a duo on the far right are all wearing heavy clothes one in a blue hoodie with a derp face on the hood and the other in a black hoodie with red stripes and glasses. I can’t see that much detail of them but they all seem happy with giant smiles plastered on their faces. they look young. The woman smiles Will brought us all together for that picture there are a lot more people even farther back she tells me. He kept saying to me ‘Niki that’s the bad picture why keep it I have the better ones in the book’ she says.
I look up at her face the memory of that day seems to make her happy. Who were the people in that picture I ask? She tilts her head as she answers listing off a bunch of names Alistair, Zak, Sylvee, Nick, Dave, Carson, Scott, Mika, Lizzie, George, Vurb, Geo, Clay, Shelby, Phil, Ted, Pete, Charlie, Cooper, Josh, Finn, Harvey, Darryl, Vincent, Jacoub, Travis, Hannah, etc. So many names, so many people all of them friends with each other. I ask her why they look so young. We were your age she answers a wistful look on her face, but when I ask her where they all are now she shakes her head before leaving.