Amnesia is a form of memory loss. Some people with amnesia have difficulty forming new memories. Others can’t recall facts or past experiences. People with amnesia usually retain knowledge of their own identity, as well as motor skills.
What can cause amnesia?
Emotional shock or hysteria was the first cause my eyes focused on.
Was that why she forgot that I was allergic to hazelnuts. What do I do? If she is not……no it’s the emotion shock of losing a son and a husband case this. Its nothing, everything is ok.
I’m not thinking straight after all I barely sleep at night. I run my hand through my hair and pulled them down to cover my face. I uncovered my face and closed my laptop when my mother suddenly appears in front of me.
“Whatcha doing,” she said making her self comfortable on the armchair in front of the sofa I was sitting on.
“Nothing,” I replied and placed my laptop beside me.
She hummed picking up a magazine. I watched her cautiously as she skipped through the magazine She faked a sigh, glancing at me and closed it.
“I’m bored,” she said looking at my laptop.
“Can we talk about…..,” I paused thinking of the right word to say. “The past.”
“Sure, what about it” she said a smile on her face.
“Do you remember my seventh birthday when Dad forgot my present at the store,” I said remembering the look on his face when he froze in the doorway.
“Yes, the Legos, how could I forget, you were so mad at him,” she said nodding her head. Wrong, it was a toy car and on the contrary, I laughed at him, we laughed at him because mom had already given me one earlier that day.
“Yeah,” I replied flashing her a fake smile. Strike 1.
“5 months after that you demanded a puppy but your dad was allergic to them,” she said smiling. Is she trying to make me hate my father because the way I remember it, I wanted a cat and she was allergic to fur.
“Do you want something to eat,” she asked. I nodded my head and she left for the kitchen.
I sat frozen in my seat. Was I living in a house of strangers? No, no this is probably just a misunderstanding, she probably has amnesia too. Does she though? The causes are accurate so shut up! No they aren’t and I knew it but there has to be a reasonable explanation.
My mother doesn’t remember meaningful moments of my childhood. She doesn’t remember important stuff about me. A slight pain runs through my chest and my eyes began to water.
I should confront her, right. The decision is mine.
I rose from the couch and walked towards the kitchen and was stopped a few feet away by the sound of someone knocking on the front door. I turn around and walk towards it. I stopped behind the couch and almost hit myself.
“What am I doing,” I said to myself. I can’t confront her. The person knocked again harder this time. I stared at the door. My heartbeat accelerated.
I took a deep breath and walked towards the door. I pulled the door open and stared blankly in front of me.
A small girl around 10 years old stood before me. She had dark skin with blueish green eyes. Her curly black hair was knotted on her head. She stared at me shocked.
Slowly a smile crept into her face, she suddenly rushed forward with a squeal and latched herself to my torso. Déjà vu.
I glanced at the little girl. Heart pounding in my chest. What was this girl doing in my house? And why was she hugging me? She tickled my stomach with her nose and I froze. She giggled and continued.
Someone sniffed in front of me and I glanced up and say the mystery girl from Zander's party. She now stood in front of me with tears running down her face.
“They’re dead, she is dead,” she croaked more tears running down her face. I know. The girl standing beside her hugged her and glared me. She had long purple hair that was in knots and green eyes. It’s clear she didn’t like me for some reason.
“Charles, is there something wrong, I heard a noise,” my mother said walking out of the kitchen and froze by the couch. Just peachy.