Choose your own adventure: BEGNINNING

           It’s Monday morning, 8:45. You don’t know why, but you feel like you should be doing something right now. That’s not the only thing you don’t know. “Who am I? Where am I? Why am I here?” are all questions which fill your head. A voice calls out from downstairs, its tone laced with venom, telling you you’re going to be late. The voice sounds familiar, but you can’t pin point where you’ve heard it from. A woman barges into the room, the voice that has been calling you from downstairs seems to belong to her, but it’s much louder when you hear it in person. She tells you that you’ve got fifteen minutes to be at school. More questions begin to fill your head: “Is this where I live? Where is my school? Why is she so crabby?”. You ignore the questions for now and decide to dress up; you play along out of fear of being eaten alive by the woman who just yelled at you. You reach for whatever works for you from the closet and head downstairs.

There you meet two other people: a man, medium build, dark brown hair, dressed in business attire and a young girl, about two years younger than yourself, short, brown hair in pigtails, both are seated at the breakfast table. Here, you conclude two things: a) these people are most likely your family members; the man and the woman your parents, the girl your sister. b) You’re gonna be late for school. More questions fill your head; “Why can’t I remember? Do I tell them I can’t remember a thing? How am I gonna get to school, I don’t know where that is!?”. You sit at the breakfast table with them while your mom places a plate in front of you; bacon and eggs. The formation of the food perplexes you, they seem to be in some formation, but you can’t make it out. The father tells you to eat up so he can drive you and your sister to school, your sister tells you to not make her late. What do you do?

A)    You continue playing along, try to find out what happened without alarming your parents.

B)     You tell them you can’t remember a thing. You don’t know who they are, why you’re like this and how it happened.