Memories

When I think back to myself It just feels as if time skipped and I lost part of my youth. That stagnate energy was just even more alarmed as the anxiety overwhelmed my whole mental state. Who? where? I began to ask myself as Jen kept having to remind me of stories I had just yet to have heard of even though I already had been through it. She asks every ten minutes throughout her telling me about these things that I should remember "do you recall any of these moments?" I tell her "I'm trying to but nothing seems to be familiar or maybe my mind is still fogged."... As she continues on to pursue her mission of helping me to recollect these absent memories. I started to seek out more information on what I have left to remember. She answered all the questions to the missing puzzle in my head and yet it made me have more hope. Knowing that if all what she had told me is really what I can't remember I honestly didn't miss out on much. Besides, our Aunt Lia. Me and Jen were swept up by her while we were orphans back then. I wasn't related to Jen but, we were both abandoned by our families. So we grew up and became good friends and made a promise we would never leave each other's side. When Aunt Lia came to the orphanage me and Jen back then were playing on the play ground together. She saw us and asked if one of us wanted to be taken under her care and Jen said "yes, but only if Sachi can come too." and I was a really shy kid so at the time I was hid myself behind her (Jen). Aunt Lia had saw me and said ''it's okay, there's no need to be afraid''. From that moment on we were a family. She then on enrolled us in a private school, and that's where I met someone who would always have a place in my heart. He was really kind in elementary , in middle school too. We used to have the most fun and sometimes Jen would join us when we'd hang out, but then all of a sudden he started to become popular the last I can think of. All I can remember the last with him, is him sharing his umbrella with me on the last day of middle school. My memories only lasted until 8th grade the rest I can't remember. The present day which is that I'm in 11th grade currently so the doctors and Jen informed me. But right now I want to make more memories to maybe a point where I can start to regain my memories. The doctors had notified me that if I'm able to hang around nostalgic places and people that I may be up to recall my memories, since my injury isn't so severe. So my plan is starting tomorrow, I have to see him. I tell Jen that I could possibly regain my memories if I see Katsumi too. "Katsumi?! that jerk?" she yells "huh? what do you mean?"... I said back. "Oh, I have to tell you something.." she said in a scratchy voice. I replied and then said "What is it?". She then set about revealing that Katsumi and me have barely spoken ever since spring started in the midst of 9th grade. I had asked '' Why did that happen?" Jen as well didn't know the reason... All she could've guessed was that the case is we all separated once high school started when his popularity arose. "What about him and his family?" I started to question and said out loud without thinking. "Evidently his relationship with his parents began to sink. While his parents finally got into a divorce as you probably last remember that his father treated Misses Hana (his mom) terribly. His father took custody of him since his father owns a whole company and his mom was left in the dust and his father had also convinced Misses Hana to only show up around holidays so Katsumi wasn't completely a mess. Then Katsumi started to act even more different and began to hang out with all the rich kids of his fathers friend's. Jen said that me and her were confused because Katsumi wasn't acting like himself, but we understood that he was going through a lot. Apparently we just didn't know he'd push us out his social life for good... To me all of the insight I had received it still didn't change my perspective on Katsumi. I mean how could it? So with that being said I went on to write all of the information down that the amnesia took from my 2 years worth of memories and wrote it all in my journal that Jen brought from our house when she came to visit me. She told me I used to write in this journal everyday and still "do/had done". When she handed it to me She said "I've written in this journal ever since high-school had begun so I'm sure this will be helpful. Who knows maybe it'll all come back." Before I thanked her I said " You think so..?" She replied with "I mean we'll never know unless you try" as she giggled. I said "truee ,pfft". As the day went on the moon had arose. While me and Jen stayed up talking and her just checking me in on about my life. It was getting late we finally noticed so I said "it'd be safe if you left now to go home, don't you think?" She replied with a nod while starting to pack her things up "tsk you're right I guess, you sure you're wanna stay here alone? " I stated back "duh " and then we both laughed out loud then said "goodnight see ya!" at the same time while she headed out the door and turned off the light. As I leaned back into the pillow, while thinking how small these hospital beds are I looked over and glanced at the journal thinking to myself I'll read it tomorrow morning as I yawned out loud. I remembered the doctors had given me sleeping pills earlier. I think their working as I dozed off to sleep hearing the door suddenly creaking...