|I fell in love with an amnesiac
Author: Hugs6 PM
Morning Monroe is lonely and joins a chat page. Finding her attempts at socializing unsuccessful she starts chatting with Iamtheboss88 who she doesn't know is a juvenile delinquent with amnesia. As she learns his secrets and he starts to remember his problems a friendship is formed. But is it enough to get him out of serious trouble?Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Friendship - Chapters: 6 - Words: 1,554 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 02-14-13 - Published: 12-03-12 - id: 3079792
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If you didn't get the plot in last chapter go over and read it again. I'm not re explaining it! Please be reading this. Please. I'm begging of you.
My memory had been groggy since the day before when I woke up in this ward.
I was sure I didn't belong, but I couldn't figure out where I belonged, or if I belonged anywhere at all.
For the strangest reason the one thing I remembered was my Chat page account.
It was so crazy, because when I logged in everything felt familar.
I soon found out I hadn't participated in any chats yet, so I found one, music discussion and stuff, that looked okay I decided to join.
It felt impossible to find someone on the page that wasn't a snob, but I soon did.
She had been SO nice to me.
I'd had to not tell her my name and age because I didn't know what it was.
The nurses at the ward wouldn't tell me anything.
I guess they were afraid of what would happen if I remembered, and didn't want to speed up the process.
The guy in the bed next to me had said this was a ward for bad kid amnesiacs, and that's just what he heard from a volunteer here.
So I was a bad kid.
I wasn't telling Morning that.
I liked her.
And something told me that I was pretty awkward around girls.
This may be my best chance to talk to one that wasn't WAY too old for me.
Well, I hope she's not way to old for me.
At least her picture is.
Man I wish I could remember who I was.
If I could, I'd spill my guts to her.
But I can't.
And now I have another splitting headache.
Oh who cares? I have to talk to her.
Travis is officially awesome...