My name is Valerie Fields... My name is Valerie Fields.. to be honest I'm very fond of my name, It seems like my parents had a good time thinking possible names for me. I wonder what happened to them, I wonder why I only have Averie... my sister as my only family. How old is she? How old am I? Is she married? Does she think the new me is quite strange?.. As I gaze upon the blue sky, I think of all the things I lost and imagined my life before the car accident. I try to act in a confident and ambitious nature but eventually sighed. I hear a slight sound behind me.

"I hear you, are you afraid that I'm trying to commit suicide already... Just because I'm on the roof?" She laughs, and I hear her grab onto the ledge of the window. She comes over beside me and slowly crouches down and sits.

She avoids my question and I smirk. "Val, have you ever wonder why are names are quite similar?"

"I see... trying to avoid my question..." I lie down and faced towards the sky, looking at the clouds in awe.

"Well you see, my little sis. Our parents were quite an imaginative spirit, believed that if our names are similar. We would always be together and love each other always as family. They both never had siblings in their entire life and hoped to have two beautiful daughters, fighting together and living their lives. Knowing they have each others backs."

I stay silent and she continues to speak. She smiles and lies down with me.

"I know you don't remember but we had that bond, I hope you regain your memories and-" I cut her off and stood up. I walked towards the window and back into my room.

"I'm not the same Valerie you know, please don't force me into something I'm not. Accept that, Big sis." I hold the ledge of my bedroom door and I sigh.

"Don't take it to heart..." I leave her behind and went out for a walk.

I walk upon the streets of Milton. My hometown, the place I grew up in... It all seems quite strange, everything I see, feel and touch is different. The breeze that goes through my dark auburn hair. The smell of fresh air instead of the scent in the hospital. I walk towards the plaza and find a tiny ice cream parlour shop called Baskin-Robbins. I searched my sweater pockets to see if I have cash. Fortunately, Averie gave me cash a couple of days ago. I feel the rough touch of paper, grabbed the handle of the door and slowly opened it. The scent of different ice cream flavours captivates me, as the colours of the parlour excites my eyes. I quickly go up to the stand and order.

"... Hello, what would you like to order? " I lift my face up to see a boy with dark brown curly hair and green eyes, with the perfect, golden tan. My heart starts to race. I realize I was attracted to him but I don't exactly know who he is. My cheeks feel wet and I touch my face to feel tears falling from my eyes. The boy was startled and gave a worrisome face.

"Are you okay? Why are you crying?" He starts to pat my tears with tissue and smiles.

"Don't worry, I would probably cry to. Choosing ice cream flavours is pretty difficult" He laughs and I start to smile, wiping my tears away.

"For your information, I wouldn't actually cry but I at least, I did make you smile." I finally spoke up and ordered my choice of ice cream.

"Very Berry Strawberry please.."