What a strange night! I woke up panting. What is wrong with me? I always have the same dream and the thing is, once it gets to a certain point I can’t remember it anymore. It seemed so real. But I know it’s not because I would always wake up in cold sweats.
My names Alicia, I’m 17 years old. Just until recently, I feel like something’s changing inside of me but I don’t know what.
5 years earlier
Opening my eyes, I squint faintly.
I was in a room, bright with lights which blinded me. There was a faint noise beside me.
Beep, beep, beep.
I tried turning my head for a better look at it. However, there was a shot of pain pierced my head as if someone just sliced it with a knife. Looking up I saw a box. Connected to it were wires. Some of the wires lead to my wrist.
What is this?
Then, realisation hit me. I was in a hospital. It seemed oddly familiar. I mean the room, I felt like I recognised it but the truth was, I don’t. Confusion was running through my mind when a woman entered the room. She wore a knee length white uniform and a matching cap, carrying a tray. Noticing I was no longer unconscious she gave me a weak smile. It made me feel so weak and frail. Bending over, she placed the tray on the bedside table. Smiling at me again as if in reassurance she asked me how I was feeling. Slightly confused I answered the truth.
‘There’s pain in my head but other than that, I feel fine’ She nodded and touched the back of her hand to my forehead.
‘That’s good. Do you remember anything?’ she asked nervously.
‘Not really, what happened? All I remember was falling’ she gave me a puzzled look as if I may be lying. Not in the mood to be treated like a kid I frowned at her. I mean, I understand the fact that I might look young, but there was no need to hide the truth from me.
The nurse opened her mouth as if to say something but then closed it again. Five long minutes later she gave me a pleasant smile and spoke.
‘I’m Julia, and even though I don’t know the full story, I heard that you were found in the middle of a field with your clothes torn up, covered with dirt and bruises. You were lucky that a young couple found you. They said they found you unconscious and carried you into their house. They thought maybe you’ve got raped or something so they called the hospital.’ I held my breath in. Raped, I mean they can’t be serious. I felt like curling into a ball and crying. I mean I’m only 12 for God’s sake! I felt like I wanted to pull my pillow into my face and scream.
Noticing my dread she continued. ‘But thank God, nothing like that happened. You did have to go in surgery. We also found a bruise on your neck. We were lucky it wasn’t damaging. You could have been paralysed. Anyway listen to me rambling on.’ She frowned. ‘Do you know where your family is, we wouldn’t even know your name if it wasn’t stitched into your dress.’
I just stared at her. Where was my family? I can’t remember a thing apart from my name and age. It was weird. I just have images flashing through my head but I can’t seem to be able to puzzle them together?
I blinked, holding the tears back. I stuttered, ‘I- I - I –I don’t know’
I brought my knees to my chest, placed my head on top of them and wrapped my arms around and cried. I cried for my memory to return. Also for the family I’ve lost. I promised myself this was the last time I was going to shed these stupid tears, if my family didn’t want me enough to look for me then so be it. I Alicia will not dwell on the past.
Tears did not return to my eyes since that day. Grimacing from the memory I shuffled out of my bed and walked into the bathroom. I took a nice long shower. Walking out in only a towel, I looked at my clock. Sheesh, it was already 8:00! School starts at 8:30. I ended up drying my long blonde hair within 5 minutes and changing into my clothes in a record breaking time of 2 minutes. I ran downstairs into the kitchen grabbing a slice of toast I said my goodbyes to my foster parents: Bill and Abigail.