It's February, today marks 7 years since I can't remember anything from my past, I only sometimes have slightly gabs from something. It is all like a puzzle of million of pieces and I only have 5 or 10 of them and I'm still trying to gather the other ones.
Here i was standing in front of her waiting for an answer. Tell me! How do you know I'm different? And how come compulsion doesn't works on you? I shout at her making her flinch a little that's when i frown. I'm only scaring her....i sight then i hear her soft voice talking.
