Light bursts through my closed eyelids, forcing me to open my eyes, yet I can hardly focus on the world around me. The brightness makes everything seem distant and blurred, as though I’m submerged in fog.

“She’s awake!” A voice cuts through the haze. A woman in a blue outfit is talking, calling out to someone else. Their voices fade in and out of comprehension, like muffled whispers.

I try to si...

I started to stammer.

“What was I saying?” I ask, rubbing my achy forehead.

Suddenly two eyes stare at me, my girl best friend and my boyfriend.

“Are you okay?” She asked.

“The doctor said this would be a side effect from the surgery,” My boyfriend said.

“What surgery?” I pleaded. _Silence_. “What surgery?” I demanded this time.

“Do you not remember?” He asked.

“No.”

Both of th...

Ness remembers something.

It’s the first time one of us remembered anything about our past before the science experiments and dangerous powers.

I hate Dr. Fucking Marken.

He took everything from us and gave us shitty powers. Super strength is fine. But not when you can’t control how much strength you use.

“Come on, Landen. Controlled blasts, right here,” Penny instructs gently. She has old...

Why don’t I remember things?

So many memories

Gone

Gone

Gone

I remember my childhood

I remember the military

But recent memories?

Nope

Gone

Disappeared out of nowhere

I can’t seem to talk normally

The words get lost in my mind

And

I’m angry

I’m paranoid

But no one seems to know why

They look at me as if I’m crazy

But don’t they realize?

My ...

I know there’s things I’m missing, things that have been stolen from me by my own being.

That feeling of being left out, of knowing you can’t share your past with others and making connection almost impossible _is_ me.

It characterizes me.

Embodies me.

I don’t feel drowned, no, I feel blasted into oblivion whenever I try to search for things that aren’t there—erased from existence because I do...

I can’t remember the last time I was happy. Yet I remember the last time I wanted to die. What can I do with that because no one can help me and I they can I’m sure they are like 4 years too late. Yo asked me what I wanted to do but I don’t want it I don’t want any of this. I want to be happy and free and full of life but now look at what I have fear and loneliness and misery. So really the only ...

We plunged into the freezing cold water, and swam there, trying to find something to hold on to. I had no idea where we were, or even who we were. All I knew was that I was in a freezing cold ocean with a little boy in my arms that I knew I had to protect. Luckily, I saw a table that had blown off before we did and managed to swim to it and climb atop. It barely floated with our combined body weig...

I woke up screaming. Blankets and clothes stuck to my skin, drenched with sweat. I ripped the covers off, knees bashing the concrete floor. Air. I needed air. I couldn't breathe. I was dying. Where was I?

Doors slammed shut in the distance, footsteps pounding. I didn't care. I couldn't breathe. My stomach twisted in on itself, and I hurled. Hands tried to lift me off the floor, but I fought, lash...

“Where is it?” I mutter to myself. It was right here, or over there. GODS! Why can’t I find it? I don’t even know what I’m looking for but I need to find it.

“Dad?” A little girl said. I think her name was Alice. My daughter? I don’t know. She looked like me, I think. I haven’t looked in a mirror in a few day or so.

“What is it child?” I said “Can’t you see I’m busy.”

“What are you looking for...

“I can’t take care of you like this.”

His voice rumbled with disappointment.

Was he disappointed in me? I wondered.

“I’m fine.” I assured him.

“You’re not fine, you have dementia!”

It was then I realized for the first time that I was deteriorating like a sandcastle abandoned on the beach. The worst part was that my family was taking the toll. The doctors say it’s mild but progressive.

“I’m s...