-Jesse

I heard the swing creaking as I paced around. I wanted to be happy. I had Petra back. I had my friends. But Reuben was gone. I closed my eyes.

What would happen now? I felt another stab of pain and nearly fell. I gasped and opened my eyes. Luckily, I grabbed a beam of wood and tried to shake the pain away. Was I dying? But I can't. I had to live.

I got up and nearly tripped on a triangle, the musical instrument. I smiled a little. I picked it up and put it on the table, which Axel and I managed to haul into the treehouse.

The memories of... my past. No matter how long I tried to recall them, I couldn't remember anything. I can't even remember how I met Petra. How can it be?

-End