As I stare at the shadow clad figure of a girl she reaches her hand out to me, my tears drying from my face I hesitantly take the figures hand and stand for some reason trust the being. I stare at the being studding it for a bit before asking "What... are you?", the figure would chuckle before replying with "Well, im you, or more of the forgotten you" "the forgotten me?" I'd ask utterly lost " In a sense... yes. Im a you of repressed memories, a cluster of hidden emotion and broken dream. Im every negative thing and emotion you hide, basically what you hide from the world, dust you hide under the rug, you're every day monster under the bed. You're fears, you're heartbreak and pain, you're hidden insanity."

I stare at the ground before looking up and asking " Why were those memories shown to me" without any hesitation the figure reply's "They were shown to you as a warning, somethings changed around you and frankly I feel something is... missing" "Missing? What do you mean by that?" "Haven't you felt it? Its as if there's something missing from these memories an- oh its looks as if our time is up" "H-huh?! but wait you bou-" I was cut off by the shout of my name. "Ira! IRA!" is all I hear before I snap back into reality as I suddenly sit up only to flop back down in pain, looking at my-self I saw that my arm and side were patched up my side having stitches and my pa gently hugs me. "OH THANK SWEET CHEESE AND PANCAKES YOUR OK!" I sigh and hug him back, once he pulls away he looks me dead in the eye asking "Ok Ira now what in the hell forced me to use my medical experience? Pfft, lucky I wasn't drunk don't even bother trying to lie" Knowing pa he wasn't going to let this go and nothing would get past him so I spill everything the fights, the dreams, the nightmare... all of it ,and when I look back at him im confused to find a look of utter regret on his face when I go to ask him whats up he says "Ira I think its time I told you the truth..."