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The Power of a Memory
#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 muddy river bank was covered in blood, and my hospital gown was soaked in the same matter. The tattoo on my forearm read, "survivor 398." Suddenly, I began to float away from the water, and was released from the strange grip around me. You would have thought I was placed on the ground before this happened, but this was not the case. Falling 50 feet out of the air, I slammed onto the ground. I think falling into the water would have been less perilous. Pain coursed through my body from my bood-soaked chest. I lifted my gown and saw an cut around the area of my heart. Wincing, I shook of the pain and struggled to my feet. When I turned around, I saw a strange boy and girl running towards me screaming, "There she is!" Not knowing whether I should run from the strangers or not, I grabbed a large stick and prepared to defend if necessary. Both of them came to a halt in front of me. The girl with blonde hair and blue tips looked at me as if she knew me and said, "Lexa, it us! Danny and Victor. Are you okay? We saw you escaping the asylum. They didn't do it did they?" In an overwhelming confusion I replied, "I don't know either of you! What are you talking about?" I threw down the stick and was about to run when the boy, Victor replied, "We are your...
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 muddy river bank was covered in blood, and my hospital gown was soaked in the same matter. The tattoo on my forearm read, "survivor 398." Suddenly, I began to float away from the water, and was released from the strange grip around me. You would have thought I was placed on the ground before this happened, but this was not the case. Falling 50 feet out of the air, I slammed onto the ground. I think falling into the water would have been less perilous. Pain coursed through my body from my bood-soaked chest. I lifted my gown and saw an cut around the area of my heart. Wincing, I shook of the pain and struggled to my feet. When I turned around, I saw a strange boy and girl running towards me screaming, "There she is!" Not knowing whether I should run from the strangers or not, I grabbed a large stick and prepared to defend if necessary. Both of them came to a halt in front of me. The girl with blonde hair and blue tips looked at me as if she knew me and said, "Lexa, it us! Danny and Victor. Are you okay? We saw you escaping the asylum. They didn't do it did they?" In an overwhelming confusion I replied, "I don't know either of you! What are you talking about?" I threw down the stick and was about to run when the boy, Victor replied, "We are your...
