4. don't remember
I won't remember my life, my name or anything at all. My parents are not recognized.I thought my relatives were nurses. I didn't know my own name. I can't even remember what I look like. My age and life is a blur. I have flowers and cards from people who say they are my best friends. One card was from a girl named Aurora who said she shouldn't have let me do my cartwheel down the porch stairs. Do I even like cartwheels. It seems my name is Heather Morris, or tat least that is what it says on my hospital band.
A nurse with bright red lipstick and a black ponytail comes in and gives me some applesauce. She whispers in my ear " I can't fix you darling, you are the only one who can remember your life". I give her a look as she walks out, she smiles back.
What did she mean?
Why did she say that?
These are the questions that I need answers to.
Those answers are what I need.