This is a story like no other. It is not about a boy and a girl, or good versus evil, or even mortal enemies becoming friends. This story is one that comes with a twist. However, you will have to wait and see what that twist is. All will be revealed in due time. Anyway, enough intro, let the story begin.

Roy Simmons, a twenty-two-year-old man, wanted for murder, ran through the streets, with the police hot on his tail. He did his best to get away. He turned his head back to see how far the police were from him. When he did this however, he failed to see what was right in front of him and ran straight into a metal pole as hard as possible and fell unconscious. The police rushed over, put cuffs on Roy’s hands, and took him to the hospital. When the doctors were finished with him, they told the officers that Roy had endured some head trauma, and a definite concussion. When Roy awoke, he spoke to the doctor.

“Where am I? What happened?” Roy asked the doctor.

“You were in an accident. You have a concussion, but other than that, we believe you will be fine. Can you tell me your name?” The doctor asked him.

“My name is…I… don’t… know…I-I can’t remember!” Roy said with a sudden panic in his face.

“Are you sure that you can’t remember?” The doctor asked.

“Yeah… why am I wearing handcuffs?” Roy asked with confusion on his face.

“You are wanted for murder. All the evidence led to you, so the police are going to be taking you, and you will be going to court for trial in the morning,” The doctor replied.

“But doc… how am I supposed to stand trial for a crime that I don’t remember committing, I mean I can’t even remember my name!” Roy exclaimed distressed.

“I don’t know, but your name is Roy,” The doctor said as they left to speak to the police. The doctor tried to convince the officers to leave Roy in the hospital, but they seemed convinced that Roy was faking the amnesia to escape his sentence, so they took him to the jail for the night.

“Officers, you must understand, I don’t even remember any of it! The crime, the chase, my injury! You have to believe me! Please just tell me what I did, and how I did it! I swear I do not remember anything!!!” Roy exclaimed.

“I suppose you need me to also remind you to brush your teeth, and how to tie your shoes! I am not falling for your pity ploy Roy!” The one police exclaimed sarcastically as he left the room. There was a lady officer however, and she stayed behind.

“I don’t know if I fully believe you or not, but I will tell you why you are here, in case you are telling the truth. You are wanted for the murder of a guy named Shay Hartley. His body was found inside your house, on the kitchen floor. He had a knife in his chest, and he had evidentially been stabbed. The knife had your fingerprints all over it. We also have reason to believe that you and the victim were in a confrontation the day prior, which ended very heated. When the police tried to come ask you about it and take you in, you ran, and got hurt, and then you know the rest of the story. If you are telling the truth about this amnesia, I am truly sorry for your predicament, and I wish you the best in the court tomorrow,” the officer said as she walked out, with compassion in her eyes. The night went by, and the morning came, and they were all now in the court room.

“Everyone please rise,” the judge said to the jury as he had them all swear their oath. The defendant and his lawyer as well as the prosecutor and his client were there. The judge told the prosecutor to begin, so he and his client whispered back and forth for a moment.

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