13

I walked into the community center, hoping I would remember something, anything. Unfortunately, it wasn't meant to be. Nothing, my mind was blank.

I went inside the room was empty except for a middle-aged woman, in her early 50s probably, going inside the office. She had jet black hair which made the grey ones prominent.

"Gemini," she yelled. Running towards me.

She hugged me.

"H-hey," I said hesitantly.

"I heard about the memory thing, it's ok, I'm Martha."

"I came to thank---" I paused, "Tyler" I finished.

"I'm sorry Tyler doesn't visit anymore, he stopped after your accident hasn't seen him since," she explained.

“Do you happen to have his address I could go visit him?”

“Unfortunately not,” she sighed. “ I do know its over on West Middleton though not quiet sure the name of the street.”

"Ok thank you, Martha."

I left and went back home.

My life just all seemed so jumbled. I didn't know what to think, I slept through the last two months of my life.