Your character wakes up with no recollection of the past year.
Try to think about your character first and add some backstory, so that their response to this situation is believable and fitting for who they are.
John slowly opened his eyes and blinked against the bright sunlight streaming into the room. He yawned mightily and stretched his arms wide as he struggled to rise from his warm bed. He glanced at his alarm clock and smirked as he once again woke before the alarm went off. He flicked the tiny switch on the side of the device and listened to the voices of the morning announcers talking about the...
“Hello? Is anyone there?”
“What… where… where am I?” I said, a slight choke could be heard in my voice. Where was I? Everything was black. There was nothing. Nothing but pain.
My eyes felt as if they were being ripped from my skull. I opened my mouth to call for help again but the only thing that came out was a scream. Tears caressed my cheeks, ...
With my eyes still closed,
I become conscious again.
Something holds my tight.
My sore eyes open.
I look up at this stranger.
His ocean eyes gaze
Softly at me. My
head pounded and I cried out
in pain. I brought my
hands to my head and
felt a wet substance. I knew
it was blood. What was
going on? Where even
was I? I gazed at the man.
He started speaking,
“Carley, It’s ok.
They are coming ...
I don’t know what time it is. I step outside onto my endearingly decorated porch in the cold, brisk air, and that tells me that it’s morning. I reach into my back pocket to find it vacant, then tap the rest of my pockets, searching. Where the hell is my phone? Maybe it can give me a clue or tell me anything that’s happened this past year. Let me backtrack and give you a little explanation:
Does anybody really remember anything? What actually happened to them in a certain situation, or is it more like we guess? When your classmate is recounting a time they went to Cape Cod and got stung by a jellyfish, well how much of that story is real? When you're in a heated argument with your parent about how neglectful they were, but hell, they remember it differently. Who is right? Who knows t...
Devon slowly opened his eyes. He blinked a few times. It was blurry and there was a faint beeping sound in the background.
“Devon? Honey, I’m here,” a woman said softly.
Devon tried to remember who the voice belonged to. He couldn’t remember the people in his life. All of the sudden he could see little moments in his life, but they seemed outdated.
He’d been to Australia and visited the Kangaroo...
“Ugh what day is it.” I horsely say, sitting up in my bed. The alarm clock to my left says 7:22 Am, almost ten minutes before it’s supposed to go off.
Ugh I guess it’s time to get up. My body hurts all over. What the heck did I do last night. I know I drink a bit but it’s never this much of a headache after.
Standing up from my bed I prepare for my day. Shower, get dressed, you know the works....
I awoke with an intense pain in my neck and a pounding headache. As I stand up from the bed, my eyes follow the smears of dried blood on the chest of my shirt. My reflection catch’s my attention in the bedroom vanity. Bruises align my face to my collarbone.
I audibly gasp and the man that I did not notice in the bed bed sits up, rubbing his eyes. Panicking, I quietly shuffle into the bathroom dow...
Waking up in a hospital bed unable to move is never fun. That’s what happened to me. On October 14, 2032.
I don’t remember what happened at all. I just woke up In this hospital room. “Hello?” My voice is unrecognizable and barely audible against the loud aggressive beeping of the heart monitor next to me. I try again to move my arms but it’s impossible. The door across the room slides o...
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