I don't remember anything...except my sister.

Well today was interesting I guess...I can't really say much other then that because that's all I really know. Ok so this is what I remember...

I remember I was in bed I think I had just woken up so I sat up. It was 11:47 AM...

"Oh shit I'm late for my appointment." I couldn't be late...not today. I put some pants on grabbed my coat and left. I couldn't catch a cab so I started walking. I was so mad at myself staying up late. I broke into a jog which soon turned into a sprint. Blackness....

It was dark out. I was on a deserted highway. I had blood all over my head and stomach. I couldn't think of anything other then where the hell am I and how did I get here. I walked onto the paved road. My feet felt like they couldn't support me...so I fell on my knees.

"Where the hell am I???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

There must've been a police station nearby or someone called them, because within a couple seconds there was a squad car coming my way with its lights flashing. I stood up slowly.

"Are you ok?" The officer looked at me kind of weird. "Um...we're going to need an ambulance." He said on one of those radio things.

"What's your situation?" The other guy on a radio asked.

"There's a man I found on the highway with massive injuries, and I think he's drunk." He said.

I hobbled toward him.

"Is there a problem officer?" I said it like I didn't know what he was doing here.

"No there's no problem the ambulance is on it's way meanwhile you should just lay down." He said. "There's room in the back if you want."

I accepted his offer and hopped in the back seat. My head was throbbing...I touched where it hurt and it felt slimy so I put my hand down. It was covered in blood. I grinned at the site of blood. I snickered a little. Then put my innocent face back on.

"What happened?" The officer asked.

"I....I don't remember." I said trying to look as innocent as possible. I wasn't sure what I had done or what happened to me but I was sure it wasn't good. I fell asleep.

Whirrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!, whrrrrrrrrrr!!!! The ambulance came speedily. I woke up just in time. The paramedics rushed out. The officer got out of the car walked over to them and explained the situation. They ran toward the car and got me on a stretcher.

"What's your name?" The one paramedic asked.

"I don't know...I don't know anything." I said almost defensively.

I arrived at the hospital and was rushed to the ER.

"What is he in for?" A nurse asked the paramedic.

"He has blunt force trauma to the head, three cracked ribs, and massive memory loss."

"Oh goody." The nurse said enthusiastically.

I didn't find anything good about my current state but I kept my mouth shut. I thought about stuff instead. I thought about who I was, what happened to me, if I had family, where I lived, where I worked, let's just say I had a lot to think about.

I was taken to surgery. They hooked me up to some sort of sleep medication doohickey.

"Just relax you'll fall asleep soon Gabriel."

"Huh...Gabriel." I managed to say before passing out.

While sleeping I thought about a girl. Her name was Eden. We were in a huge field of tall dry grass.

"Gabriel let's play house." She begged.

"I don't want to play right now."

"Watcha drawin?"

"A circus."

"Please please please play house with me." She begged and begged.

"Fine I'll play house with you." I said in defeat, "But only for a little while."

"I'm the mommy and your the daddy." She stated.

"But I'm your brother how can I be a daddy." I said teasingly.

"Well Gabriel, one day your gonna grow up and get married." She said smartly. "And maybe then you'll be a daddy."

The dream stopped and I was transported to a different memory.

I was in a dark alley. I was laying on the cold ground. I tried to stand up but my leg was broken. I grabbed the edge of a recycling bin and lifted myself up. I propped myself against it and looked around. It was so dark I could hardly make out a figure laying on the ground in the alley across from mine.

"Eden?" I said my voice was shaky.

No reply.

"Eden is that you?" I hobbled towards the body.

She was dead. Her cold steely eyes stared right at me. She rested in a pool of dry blood.

"Eden...." My voice cracked. I couldn't stop crying.

"He's going to be back soon." I stated. "Don't worry though...I'll save you."

I picked up her cold corpse and carried her to a cemetery. There was a freshly dug hole just for her.

"I'm so sorry Eden...I should have been a better brother." I wept and wept. "I could have saved you."

I dropped Mr. Kilos (her stuffed dragon) in with her.

"Goodbye Eden." I sat there crying.

Transported once more.

I was at my father's house in the chamber. It was lighter then usual. There was a younger girl with me. My naked father entered...

"Hello kids." He said with a big grin. "What does god say we should do?"

"Respect our elders." She replied.

"Obey our parents." I replied.

"Good." He sneered.

"Take off your clothes." He demanded.

We did as we were told. He went towards me first.

"Do you remember what to do?" He asked me.

"Yes father." I replied.

I laid down on the small mattress. He tied me up so tight I couldn't move. He started licking my dick and then he'd suck and bite real hard. It hurt but I knew if I screamed he'd only do it harder. So I kept my mouth shut.

"Your turn sweety." He said to the girl after letting me go.

He laid her down on the mattress.

"Come over here son I want to teach you something."

I came over.

He fucked her hard and then taught me how. I liked it but she was crying so I stopped.

"You can't stop just cause she's crying." He said. "You have to keep going harder and harder. You'll know when to stop."

So I kept going harder and harder. I went until I felt like I had lost control of everything. I stopped.

"That's better son." This was the only time my father encouraged me. "Did you feel it?" He asked.

"Yeah I felt it." I answered.

Blackness...

I woke up. I had a plate thing on my head where my skull used to be and a tight bandage around my ribs.

"Ouch." A nurse said while entering my room.

"Yeah it doesn't feel very good." I said smiling.

"Well the doctor will be here to checkup on you soon." She said.

"How did the surgery go?" I asked her.

"You kept screaming throughout it so we had to cut it a short." She said.

"What was I screaming?" I asked.

"You kept screaming 'Eden...Eden NOOOOOO!!!!!!'" She said. "And 'Why are you doing this too me!!'"

"I was dreaming." I said.

"And what were you dreaming about?" She asked.

"Me playing house with my sister. My sisters murder. And my dad raping me."

"Oh." She said sadly.

The doctor came in...

"Well here's the good news Gabriel." He said. "You made it through the surgery fine."

"That's good."

"The bad news is is you'll have to wear that plate the rest of your life."

"Psh that's not that bad." I said happily. "I have had worse."

"Well I'm glad to see you taking the news so good." He said.

"We recommend you go home and get your memory back on your own." He said, "No reading journals or diaries or anything like that you have to get your memory back on your own, but you'll have to stay overnight for that head injury."

So I haven't read any of my posts...I've just been sitting in this hospital bed trying to earn my memory back...it's hard work.

I don't have a shirt on so I'm freezing cold, and I haven't ate anything all day...except meds and two pudding cups. So this is it...this is my date with reality.