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As I looked into the mirror, I took a deep breath in and tried to let go of my worries. Tomorrow I would have no memories, but I have everything in order. There are a couple of notes placed around my room, and the journals of the last 18 years of my life safely in my closet.
“Charlie!” My mum yelled from downstairs and a soft smiles rests on my face.
“Coming!” I yelled back, officially an eighteen year old today.
I tugged at my navy sweater, making sure I looked presentable and ready for school. I looked in the mirror one last time before going downstairs to the kitchen.
“Happy birthday!” My family said and I smiled at them.
“Thank you guys so much.” I said sincerely, pushing aside the fear of tomorrow. Even though this has been happening every month for the past 6 years, I still get terrified.
“I got you this.” Kaden, my younger brother, said as he handed me a nicely wrapped gift.
“Thank you!” I said, hugging him tightly.
My mum and dad gave me the gift from them and I gushed happily as I saw what it was. “A laptop? Thank you!” I hugged them both and they grinned at me.
My dad passed me an envelope from my older brother, Jake. He’s 23 now, finishing his final year at university and rarely comes home. A $5 dollar bill comes out of the enveloped and I mentally reminded myself to give him a call later. My parents gave me my favourite breakfast of blueberry pancakes slathered in maple syrup and let me go to my room.
I quickly ate my food and triple check everything was where it should be. I put the notes in the correct places and checked the journals, the most important thing to me as they held the years of my life.
Once I was done, I rushed downstairs and grabbed my car keys. I locked up the house and then hurried to get to school.
* * *
“Char!” I heard Abby yell as I got out of my car.
“Hi!” I said once I got close enough.
“Guess who has a huge crush on you?” She asked, grinning like a maniac.
“Um, who?” I asked, internally cringing at her question. I have no needs of a relationship right now, maybe when I can sort out my memory loss.
“My brother Luke! He keeps a journal, like you, and I read his yesterday. The whole thing is basically just a shrine to you.” She explained and I bit my lip.
“Seriously?” I asked, confused because Luke and I have only talked a couple times, he’s a year older and just starting college.
“Yes! You should totally give him a chance, then we can be sisters.” She said giddily and I let out a short laugh.
“I don’t think so, Abby, you know I’m not interested in relationships.” I said and she frowned at me.
“We’ll see.” She smirked and I rolled my eyes at her.
Abby doesn’t know about me loosing my memory every month, I haven’t actually told anyone. While I’m sure my family and Abby would help me, I can’t help but feel like it would make things even more intense if others knew.
The back of my neck tingled and I shook my head. I stopped just outside the school doors and scanned the parking lot, no one was there but movement in the trees caught my eye. Abby pulled me into the school and I pushed aside the feeling like someone was watching me.
* * *
After school, my dad made us lasagna as a special treat. When we were finished and I had washed the dishes, I went to my room and changed into a grey t-shirt and blue flannel pajama bottoms. I sat down on my bed and groaned at the thought of tomorrow. I was really nervous, I have a weird feeling like something will happen, other than loosing my memories.
I glanced at the clock and decided it was late enough for sleep to come easily. I crawled into bed and quickly felt sleep drag me along.
* * *
I jolted awake and sat up, looking around the room. I fought the urge to scream in terror, nothing looks familiar.
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