Memory blacked

My sight was blacking in and out. All that I remembered about that day was that I was bleeding like hell.

I woke up days later, as the doctors told me. Some anonymous woman crouched over me and cried, ‘Oh my god! Oh god, thanks for not taking his life!’ I didn’t know who she as, but seeing her cry bought pain to my heart.

I gaped at her and after a long time, I asked her ‘who are you?’ She looked at me shocked, tears spilled like a fountain from her eyes. ‘My son! My son! He…He has amnesia!’


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