The memories

<p>A blurred image pops in my mind.A figure of a handsome young man wearing a tux appeared in my head.Tears started flowing down my hazel-green eyes.The thought of losing him again makes me miserable.As I wipped away my tears I felt uneasy as I'm so in love with this mysterious guy that I haven't even met.I don't even know him and this just messes with my head.<br/><br/><br/>--------------<br/><br/><br/> My name is Nicole this is the 3rd year since I've woke up in a hospital bed.I couldn't even remember why I was here.I've been told that I've lost my memories because of an accident that got me in the hospital.I see two figure were crying over my bed.They asked me if I remembered anything about them at all.I paused for a while before answering with a simple no.They seemed dissapointed as they sigh and told me that they're my older sisters.My parents were dead,died in a plane crash as told by my sisters.<br/><br/><br/>--------------<br/><br/><br/> Now I've just finished college with three of my besties and still have no clues of what happened to me.The doctors told me that I don't have to worry and that this is normal for patients who woke up from a coma.They told me that my memories will recover after a while and that it'll recover slowly.My sisters must have patient for it to recover,same goes to everyone I know.Everytime I meet new people I'll feel like I've already met them and they'll usually ask if we've ever met before but I always answer with an I don't know or a maybe.It's kinda hard for me to try and remember everyone that I know...or even my past.Some of my memories has recovered but....it's the memory of when I was a child.I don't remember any other things except for how naughty I was as a little kid always causing chaos.<br/>I can remember the things that I liked,hated and how I was before.All of my childhood memories always popped in my head but none of my teen or college life has ever appeared.Everything I know about my life now is what told by my bestfriends,sisters and all of the people that knows me.They told me that I was a party girl and that I've always misbehaved.They shared stories of how I was the wild card and how I've always brings trouble to people around me.They' ve also told me that my accident happened because of my untamed soul.<br/><br/><br/>---------------<br/><br/><br/> I've lived a pretty normal decent life now...I guess. My sisters,my friends and my teachers always rooted for me and helped me get through the day.I know I was a wild student but the teachers here...they all like me.I still can't figured out why.Every year after the incident happened everything feels weird.....and it gets weirder.As if I might have not been told the whole truth and that they are keeping a secrets from me- as if...my life.....is a....lie.<br/>I've always wonder that if this 'accident' is a real accident or if it's just a cover up story of the real truth.But I have amnesia how could I ever know? Maybe it's just my imagination or maybe I've been reading too much mystery book nowadays.So I just shake it off my head.<br/>The older I get the sketchier things around me are.Like how my sisters are starting to avoid any conversation about my parents and....about me and how my friends starts to confused me with tangled information.One told it was me being drunk, while the other...? Me taking up on a dare.<br/>But I've never cared too much anyways since I'm pretty happy with how things are now.I starts to stop asking anything about my past to anyone and starts living my best life.My life is pretty perfect and I felt at ease but.....I still can't take my mind off....of him.<br/>His eyes were as blue as the skies with hazel-brown wavy hair that is short and neatly put together.I felt so close to him he felt like home...Yet nobody around me seems to know anything about this handsome young man.My friends tried to convince me that this guy is just a part of my imagination or just some random boys I remembered from the bar of our night outs.But I really doubted it, if it was only just a fling then why am I feeling this way?I wouldn't even remembered him if he was nothing important to me.Since I was still studying in college I didn't care much about it and only focus on my studies. I need work twice as hard since I'm very slow and not that bright of a student.<br/><br/><br/>-------------<br/><br/> I'm now thinking of starting a job.My sisters have given me suggestions for a stable and suitable work and some of them are quite interesting but I didn't bother choosing any of them since I wanted to take a year off and just try to focus on recovering all of my memories.My sisters were against this, they said that the sooner I work the better.They told me that it's hard to find a decent job nowadays but in the end they agreed to let me take my year off.<br/>I've decided that I will go visit my grandma farm since I've always liked the country-side more than the cities.My sisters told me that I loved playing at the farm while we were little and that I've always been the closest to my grandmother.Ever since she passed away I've been devastated and barely smiled for almost two years but then I got my pet dog which is now my bestfriend in the whole wide world.I really love how my sisters tells me stories about my past and help me regain my memories.<br/><br/><br/><br/>To be continued...</p>