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Finally after months of being here in the hospital I finally had the chance to come home. Though I am still nervous to the thought that I still can't remember anything.
I longed for answers about me. Who is Yvaine? What does the things she do? Does she have friends? Does she have a lover? Is she kind?
I feel like I am a different person. I feel like I am not Me. I feel like I am not Astraea Yvaine Winsley.
With all the thoughts running in my mind. Suddenly my parents came into my room.
"Are you excited to go back home sweetheart?" Dad asks. It is still awkward for me to call them "mom/dad" , because I feel like it's wrong.
I just nod. "I miss you being talkative sweetheart. I miss you calling us Mommy and Daddy" Mom said. I saw the tears fall out to her cheeks.
"I'm sorry" With months being in therapy , even a single memory I can't still remember. The doctor said. Dissociative Amnesia is a very rare amnesia that sometimes it can be permanent. They did there best to cure me , but sadly nothing happen
Even in my dream. I can't see anything. Not a single one. I am really clueless about me.
Few minutes had passed and Mom is finally finished packing my stuff , I said my goodbyes to the people who tried their best to help me.
We drove home. While driving , my parents can't stop telling stories about me. When I was a baby , who are my friends. Where I go to school. My achievements.
According to them that I am a brave and fearless woman. And that I stand up for my opinion. They even joked that I can be a lwayer because of that.
We arrived at out house. I was stunned. Yes my parents told me about our business but I never expect us to be THIS rich. It feels too much
I went out of the car and I saw the maids bowing their heads like we are a royal family. The house also have a red carpet to walk through the door.
Is this really my life? This much?
I wanted to ask my parents why the maids are bowing their heads. Doesn't their head hurt? And most of them are in their middle ages so.
The guard got my stuff and put them in my room. Mom assist me to went inside the house. She told me that this is where I grew up. She tour me around.
Our house is not just a house. Its a MANSION! The theme of the house is elegant. It's like we are in the Queen's Palace. Everything is gold.
And when we are finally in the door of my room , we stopped. "I will leave you here now sweetheart. I know you are tired. Take a rest. I love you" Then she kissed my forehead. I just smiled. She went back downstairs through elevator. Yes you heard it right. This freaking Mansion has a freaking Elevators!
I just stared at the door of my room. The wooden door with linings on the side. The linings almost looks like glitters. I hold to the doorknob and I sigh heavily.
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I open the door and went in. It have a huge bed with alot of pillows on it. It have a study table and a make up table. The room also had two doors. I am thinking that , the one id the bathroom and the one is the closet. Walk in Closet I assumed.
But I didn't care all of that. I went straight to the side table next to the bed because I saw there a picture frame.
I looked at it. It is a picture of me with Mom and Dad and a girl? The lady in the picture had a messy bun and a drink in her hand. Her and I were in our ugly faces. It looks like we are having fun. 398Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxO7MS3WhnW
But who is she? Was she really close to me? Where is she now? Why didn't she visit me in the Hospital? Does she know that I have Dissociative Amnesia?
I saw a laptop on the study table and I figured to get it. When I got it I sat on the bed. I hope I can open it.
I turn it on and it asks for my password. I tried typing things. My birthday. My name. My whole name. All of it but nothing works.
With my 3rd try , it asks me a question. Hint? It says. I clicked on it.
An osiria ruby rose soul with rock n roll eyes curious thoughts and a heart of surprise
I didn't expect the Hint to be that deep. I read it again the second time. I tried typing things but it's wrong. I tried so many times but I still can't get it.
Until I just gave up. I fell really sleepy in just that I didn't notice that I was already sleeping.
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It's almost a week since I came home. I am still here in the house , I badly want to go to school because maybe in my school , I can find answers about me.
We are eating our dinner now and I gain up my courage to talk.
"Uhm.. Mom , Dad?" They both look at me in the same time. I can feel really awkward now.
"Can I go to school , since I am feeling a little bit better?" I asked. My mom look at my dad as if like they are telling something through their minds
"Of course sweetheart. Just make sure you are feeling ok. Your Mom and I don't want you hurt again. So if you feel something make sure to give us a call. " He said. I nod
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"Make sure to give us a call if you feel something different ok?" My mom said. I nod and smiled.
But I wonder if the students in my school knew about what happen to me? About my sickness? That I have Dissociative Amnesia? Did my parents informed the teachers?
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The night had passed and umaga na. I am combing my hair right now. My hair is almost at my waist. It is very long for me. I feel really hot with it.. I am thinking to cut it short.
I saw lipsticks and lip gloss in the make up table. I got lip gloss and just put a little bit on it. I don't really feel putting on make up and maybe I don't wear makeup? I doubt that. Mom always told me that I always wear make up.
I just wore a blue off shoulder dress above my knee and some heels. I got my bag and went out of my room.
I went downstairs and I saw my parents eating breakfast.
"Wow sweetheart you look good" Mom said. I smiled.
After I ate , Dad sent the driver to drive me to school. Though my parents said that I have my own car but at my condition now , I need a driver.
When I arrived at school. I thanked the driver and he was shocked. I don't know why.
I went in the school and I greeted the guard. They have the same reaction , the driver had. Maybe Yvaine was not like this? Do I need to stop greeting people?
With confusion in my head. I don't know where building is my room at. It have 3 buildings. Luckily there is a huge map here so I look at there for a few minutes
The students are looking at me deeply. Until a teacher came.
"Yvaine is that you?" She said. She looks young and she is very pretty. I smiled and nod.
"Yes Maam"
"Wow , you're really back! Welcome!" I smiled.
"And I heard about what happened. Are you feeling ok? Tell me if something happens ok?" Well that answer one question in my head. I think the teachers knew my condition.
"Come. Ihahatid kita sa room mo" I smiled. I can see the confusion in the students face. Do they know about my condition? Why are they looking at me like that?
We went to the middle building at the 3rd floor. The teacher told me stories about how I am at school. She said I am an achiever though na minsan daw sumasagot ako sa mga teachers but not to her. She also mentioned that I often fought with students here. Ilang beses na daw ako na guidance pero nagagawan ko daw ng paraan without my parents knowing.
Am I really like that? Am I a hard headed btch?
Finally we arrived at my room. We stopped when we reached the door. "So here is your room. Uhh Yvaine I just want to let you know that I am really happy that you are back. Don't worry about your studies and the missed classes , the teachers already made a way for you , since you had a serious condition. By the way I am Ms. Bexley Farren. You used to call me Ms. Bex or sometimes Bex only" then she smiled at me.
"Thank you Ms. Farren"
"I know you will have your memories back. But right now I just have to get used on you calling me formal." She tap my shoulder and leave.
I open the door of the room and everybody looks at me. I saw an extra chair at the front , and I just sat there.
Honestly I don't know what to do. I can feel the stares everyone is giving me until a lady came in.
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She looks familiar. I know I have seen her before. She look at me and rolled her eyes. Was she one of the students that I fought before?
When she is infront of me she stopped and said.
"Still the same old Yvaine. Having all the attention everyone is giving to you. Oh I know you love that" She said to me.
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