Memories, Dreams

Alexander had helped her again. That she wouldn't be going to work on that day was a huge blessing to her, a heavy load lifted from her chest. She couldn't imagine going to work at that time, she had slept in, switched off her alarm herself, and gone back to sleep. How could she have slept that long? Funny enough, she was still feeling sleepy. She planned on sleeping back, but as soon as she heard the maids leave her door, she changed back into more comfortable pajamas and laid on the bed, before she knew it, she found herself dreaming.

She dreamt about some of her lost memories. She remembered she had become conscious after the thugs left her alone when they heard the siren, she heard the sirens draw closer and tried to stand up but couldn't seem to find her feet. She struggled to shout so the police could find her, all to no avail. She tried to remember what had happened to her but she couldn't. The spaces were blank but she knew there were spaces in her memory. Then, she started to