#WritcoStoryPrompt25
I stared at the letters tattooed into my right forearm. I had no memory how I had got it or why I was in a hospital gown or why I was floating at the edge of a muddy, river bank. I had absolutely no memory of who I was…

The only thing I remember is a dream of all things as that is so strange being here abandoned here as I can't remember how I got here. In my dream I had a husband and he hit me and I remember screaming at him to stop. When I look at my arm and see the tattoo of a bird in flight I wonder if my dream is maybe a memory...

I am wet and cold and it's just not helping that I can hear my stomach growling for food. I...