Written august 22th, 2020

Posted sept. 4th, 2020

The first thing I thought of when I opened my eyes was where am I?

I was in an all-white room. I knew something was wrong. It wasn't a hospital. But it wasn't quite a bedroom too. At least not my style of bedrooms.

What was my style?

A clock on the opposite white was displaying the time in red box-like numbers. 8:06

A woman – a maid? – came into the room, and put a plate on my bedside table. She didn't talk to me. Aside from a few stolen glances, she was focused on her jobs. She put away a few toys on the floor, and pillow that had been on the ground.

Had I done that? And toys? Whose baby was it? I didn't have a baby-

Or did I ?

I scratched my head. I wanted to stand up. But I physically couldn't. It was like my feet were disconnected to my body.

That's how I sat in bed, all day doing nothing. I tried to make a few maids talk to me. Somehow, I knew I was good at convincing. But without success. It's like they were robots.

Dead bent on making me feel loss.

When the sun was about to set, a man opened my bedroom, and stared at me for a solid minute. He had intense green eyes, with long hair framing his face.

Where had I seen him? and why did I feel it in my gut he wasn't trustworthy.

Night fell over the town. From the window beside my bed, I could see the small people at the park below, and some of my neighbors.

I lived in some sort of building. I didn't like buildings though. Why was I there?

I couldn't sleep at night, because of my messy and unsettling thoughts. Something wasn't sitting straight with me. Who am I? What's my name?

At night, someone tried to sneak into my apartment. I hit them on the head with the first thing I saw, an empty sucks?

Why was it pink? It wasn't something I would pick.