Me, Forgotten

4

Tick tock tick

Tock tick tock

I sit up in bed and look around a darkened room. Its only light was unknown. Perhaps a streetlight shining through the window.

I prop myself against the gray wall to see my surroundings.

My eyes adjust and focus on the clock ticking on the wall. Next to a door.

Tick tock tick

Tock tick tock

I hear a fierce rumbling…thunder perhaps. But I didn’t see any lightning.

I close my eyes and flashes of the darkened daisies enter my mind.

Where was I? But then I realize, where AM I?

I look around the room again. It looks familiar.

Tick tock tick

Tock tick tock

The clock seems to get louder.

I look out the window again and the brightness has gone.

All I see are daisies…

The Daisies!

Where am I.

The Door! I look towards it.

What’s on the other side?

Fear pushes me to sit on the bed and stare at the door.

The quiet from the other side haunts me. It could be anything.

Finally alert, I look around the room and notice there are only 3 things.

A rocking chair

An unmade bed

The clock

Whoever put me in here, didn’t expect me to stay long.

Or rather, didn’t want me to.

For hours it seems, I pace the floor, consumed with the possibilities of what’s on the other side.

Maybe this is part of my journey to…

To…

What was I trying to find?

I don’t even know where I am.

And it dawns on me… I don’t even know who I am.