January 10, 1972 10:03
I wake up with a throbbing going through my head. The light above me is too bright, and an annoying beeping sound continues with every time my heart thumps. I don't remember how I got there...what happened, Lord? I pray. All I remember is that I'm a Christian. What's my name? Why does my head hurt? How old am I? Where am I? A voice sounds in my head softly.
"Just trust me, Raymond." Raymond? Who's he? Do I know him?
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Nothing Left
Teen FictionBlank. Empty. That's how I feel. No thoughts come to my head. Faint memories disappear, I know nothing anymore. Piano notes fade away forever, not strong enough to bring me back. No one is here, except fading footsteps. I don't move anywhere. I'm st...
