Chapter 67

    Left alone in my room, am trying to put the pieces of my life together but it doesn't fit. How could I forget everything about my home just like that, I mean it came, but now, it's all gone, am trying my best, but it feels like the more I try, the more my memories get blank. How did this happen in the first place. I've been staring blankly at the picture that took my memories from me, but nothing seems to work anymore, this is hopeless. 'Don't think about it too much, you'll get sick.' Oh, it's that voice again, well that's a healthy tip, how am not suppose to think of it when a lot has happened to me. I stand from my bed and lock the door, he must be wondering why considering how silent the room has become, however I can feel his presence lingering around.

    Now that am certain that am not hearing things it's time I get a proper explanation, and get my life sorted out. "Just who the hell are you?" I ask him. "You always sound concerned