Memories

It was dark.

The girl was dreaming of her childhood when suddenly a light appeared in her dream.

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The girl was dreaming of her first love, but here is the light once again.

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This thing happened several times.

The girl was not understood what was happening. She felt he had lost important memories.

'It's just a feeling...' she thought. She still remembered the most important moments of her life, and she certainly could not forget something important.

The girl woke up. She was sitting in a chair while painting a strange Rainbow Angel.

"I was dreaming... what I seem to have forgotten is part of that dream. I haven't forgotten anything!" She said happily.

Then she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"You have improved a lot!"

Her teacher was praising her for the painting she had just finished.

"Master!" The girl hugged the man, without even knowing why. She was afraid of losing him forever; this feeling did not go away from her head.

To embrace her teacher she had closed her eyes. As soon as she opened the eyes she saw a column of light that was going down, passing through without damaging the surrounding environment. It was headed for her teacher.

"NO!" She did not know why, but she felt that if that column had touched her master, something terrible would have happened.

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The girl woke up in a museum.

With the hand, she touched her face and felt something wet coming out of her eyes. Her vision was blurred, and she did not understand why her heart hurt so much.

"Sweetie, are you all right?"

The girl felt a sense of nostalgia. She thought she could never hear this voice again.

She turned her head and saw a beautiful woman with long brown hair.

"Mom!" The girl ran and jumped on her mother.

She hadn't even asked herself why she looked like a little girl, this was normal for her.

"Hahaha, what's going on? Does our little angel feel bad?"

It was the voice of a man.

Slowly turning her head, the girl saw a bald man with a Top hat. A gentleman mustache could be seen on his face.

"D-Daddy!" The girl began to cry for happiness. She was not sure why, but these voices seemed so good to hear.

"Today is your birthday! Are you happy to be in this museum?" The man put his hand on the girl's head, showing a smile that only a father can show to his little girl.

"YES!" The girl was now incorporated into the dream. She was no longer thinking about anything except to live happily the moment with her family.

While the family walked quietly, a picture attracted the girl's attention.

"WOW!"

She was amazed.

The painting depicted a rainbow angel who was fighting a rainbow demon.

Once she had finished admiring the painting, she turned and saw a column of light.

"MOM! DAD! RUN!

The girl ran to her parents and took their hands, then ran to the museum exit.

It was a spontaneous action; she just wanted to escape from that light.

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The girl was running in the sky with her eyes closed, while she was holding her hands at two shadows.

She opened her eyes and found herself in a wooden house.

The girl checked the surroundings.

"AHHHHHHHHH!"

She had seen two shadows holding her hand. She felt no sensation from them.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"

The girl stirred to escape from the two shadows.

Once successful, she ran to the bed in the room. She just wanted to hide from the two monsters who were following her.

He was to the left of the bed, while the two shadows were approaching the right.

'They're getting closer!' She was scared.

Why was she in this situation?

"Mom! Dad! Where are you?" She said crying, frightened, and not seeing anyone else close to her.

Then a realization struck her.

'Mom? Dad? But... Do I have a mom and a dad?'

As her memories collided with each other, the two shadows had reached the bed.

One of the two shadows sat down and rubbed the girl's head.

"Eh?" On contact, the girl calmed down. She didn't feel the warmth of the shadow's hand, but she seemed to feel a special warmth.

The second shadow was watching the scene and shed tears from the position of the eyes, even though now there was nothing since it did not have a face.

The girl lay down on the bed. She felt nostalgia on this bed as if she had spent a good part of her life on it.

As she lay down, she felt the pillow hard, as if something was present under it.

She got on her stomach and curiously checked.

It was a children's book.

The shadow took the book and started leafing through it; It felt it was his duty. Although it could not speak, it wanted to read this story to the little girl.

The images were like paintings, and the girl remembered seeing them somewhere.

From these illustrations, it was possible to guess the story.

The tale told of a rainbow demon who was chasing a small and harmless bird. That demon wanted to eat that creature, or rather; he was a demon that fed on memories.

To save those precious memories, the bird threw himself into the sea, preferring death to the loss of his family.

When everything seemed lost, a rainbow angel dived into the sea to save that little bird.

He later defeated the demon and the bird managed to protect his cherished memories.

Once she finished leafing through the book, the little girl was very struck by the courage of that little bird.

"What a beautiful story!" As she was closing the book, she heard a voice that made her feel protected.

"Try not to forget. We have always loved you."

Before she could ask for anything, a column went down and hit the whole house.

The girl felt that something terrible was about to happen, but she could no longer feel sadness.

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A girl was sitting on a lawn. She had an absent look as if it were an empty shell.

She was whispering strange things, all in a calm and indifferent tone.

"Who am I?"

"What am I doing here?"

"Do I have parents?"

"Did they abandon me?"

"Do I feel sad about this?"

"Sadness? What is sadness?"

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"..."

"..."

She asked hundreds of questions, ignoring the reason for her existence. She did not feel any kind of emotion and remembered nothing.

Suddenly a small paintbrush came out in front of her.

The girl felt alive for the first time. Her heart started beating fast.

She stood up and took that object. As soon as she picked it up, she felt she had used it for tens of thousands of hours. She could feel calluses on her hands.

Her heart beat faster and faster, as if it too had recognized the instrument in her hand.

The girl began to paint in the air all the flowers that were present in the garden.

Each drawing was better than the previous one. The girl could feel it; she loved to paint.

While she was painting the various flowers, she realized that she had drawn something different.

She had painted an angel with rainbow-colored wings.

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"Who is it?"

"Why did I draw it?"

While wondering various things, a column of light shattered the sky.

"What is that light?"

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The light was going straight towards her drawings.

"NO!"

'I have to protect, at least this!'

'...'

'At least?'

'Has this happened in the past?'

'Is it because of that light if I don't remember anything?'

*Her heart beat faster and faster, as if it too had*

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