The last time I remembered anything was probably before my accident, a month ago,  it was my mother’s friends daughters graduation and we had came back from a dinner and my mother had a little bit of too much wine and at an intersection a truck hit us and I flew out the front window . That day I had told my mom it was a bad idea to go just a bad feeling something would go wrong  

“No man has good enough memory to be a successful lair” says my mom . I guess the meaning of that quote or saying is that a liar can’t be a liar because there’s no such thing as good memory , imagine someone telling a lie over and over again only different versions eventually you’ll be able to catch on .

My name is Emilia Eva Sanchez, I was adopted by a Caucasian divorced mother with two other kids  I don’t do much but read these days now that my memory is gone I try very hard to stay to myself I am 17 years of age my birthday is next month December 27th .

Jonah Samuel marshal, he is 15 years of age ,he’s interested in guitar he never plays when we are around but his mother always says he has a special talent that everyone one day will hear , we don’t speak as much as before he get frustrated with me quickly because I can’t remember what was talked about before my accident.

Alice samara marshal ,she’s a beautiful 12 year old long blonde curly hair blue eyed girl , she’s a funny girl she’s into art and getting messy with paint fun right ?

Breanna rose marshal , a divorced mother of  two biological kids and one adopted kid.  She too was beautiful with long blonde curly hair and blue eyes in her late fourties ,she had told me how her at the time husband was an alcoholic and abused her and how she could not keep putting her kids in danger they divorced 7 years ago , “he’s a dangerous man”   Says bre he had eyes that made you forget why you were mad to begin with , a smile that made you fall in love like it was the first time . “But of course it was very rare to see him smile” “ he was a very short tempered angry man I remember sometimes he would try to make up after an argument or fight by bringing me a rose with a little note telling me reasons he loved me even that wasn’t enough to keep me around “

Jacob Owen Ramirez a Spanish kid I grew up with and my boyfriend of 4 years that’s right 4 years .

Things haven’t been the best between us two because I can’t remember him or what value he had in my life ,and that’s when you start to become careless. 

“I will never forget you “ a bunch of bullshit  if you ask me, because I forgot him and how could I forget someone I love ? He doesn’t know I don’t remember he just thinks I don’t remember thing between us but the honest truth is I forgot what feeling I ever had for him that love ? I don’t feel it .

 “Mellia!! Mellia!!” Calle out ms Monroe ,”can you please read the next line “ i zone out immediately and pause as I look at everyone just starting at me “yes” I replied shortly and fast but faint , I cleared my throat softly and began to read “I lean in and kiss her and caress her hair and my finger slowly glides down her shoulder to her arm” as I finished the next line I slowly fade my voice out “,Jennifer it’s your turn” said ms Monroe . There’s not much to think about when you don’t remember, you mainly sit around thinking to remember, I begin to zone out again and most of what to remember is my feelings for Jacob .

The bell rings and I quickly get up I have severe anxiety not from the accident just when I can’t remember something . I rush to the girls restroom To wash my face and hands “is it that bad “ I hear someone coming out of the last stall , I pause and answer “what is ?” Mysteriously wondering if she knew about my anxiety .”the class ms Monroe’s class is it that bad ? I heard she’s so boring she it’s hard to stay awake” I  reply fast and short it’s not that bad not cracking a smile or laugh and immediately dry my hands and face as I’m about to walk out she approaches me and says “my name is Erica “ I stutter but am able to say “my name is Mellia “ my teacher is probably wondering where I am at and I rush back to my class .