Authors note:

Hey guys, in this story I do say something about a few different books such as the chronicles of Narnia, I just wanted to say I do not own those books, and the quote "everything will be okay in the end, if its not okay its not the end" was said by John Lennon. Thank you! Hope you enjoy.

- Jutay19

Chapter one

Hi my name is Jack. Yes I'm a girl, Jack is short for.....well I don't know what, that's all I remember. You see I live out here in the woods, alone. I don't know why I'm here or how I got here. I think it has something to do with amnesia. I believe I hit my head a long time ago and lost my memory. That's why I don't know anything about myself except that my nick name was Jack. Every now and then I get a little memory back but I don't know anything else.

I know Im 12 simply because there was a calendar in my coat pocket when I found myself here it had my birth day plus the year I was born and the actual date.

I live near a small town, it must not be where I'm from because I go there often an no one ever recognizes me.

I got a job there once, I worked at a store. No one picked up on me not having parents. I don't know how.

I mainly get food from berry bushes, I do hunt a little not much though.

The memory I lost must have only been about me and my family cause I know my Abc's , I know how to read, and cook.

I make almost every thing I have. Sometimes, I go around the block when people sett out furniture and things that have signs on them that say 'please take'. If Im lucky they have clothes.

There is one thing about my past that I remember, and it is very important, that I believe in God. I go to church on most Sundays if I can. I always try to sit next to adults so it looks like they are my family.

So I wake up in the morning after a night in the tree tops. I built a tree house a few days ago. Until then I had moved around up and down I slept in tree branches or under the trees. First i have to find breakfast. Its a Saturday so I don't have to worry about any jobs I'm supposed to be at. I had blueberries that grew on a bush near by. I change into tattered clothes and go to a creak to was my old ones. I look through a box I found yesterday when i walked around the block to see if any one was giving something away. I found a blanket, some movies, and some books. "Yes." I say. Im excited about the blanket and the books, I will try to sell the movies. Hours went by. I started to get tired. I had worked hours on my tree house, I could sleep in it and walk in it but I was arranging my bed and my soon to be "living room" well i hoped it would be like a living room.

It was late the sun was starting to set, so I got my box and all of my things that were outside and moved them inside. I had a flash light that I bought a while ago when i had my regular everyday job, and sat it next to the blanket spread on the flour, aka my bed. I laid down and pulled out a book. The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis. The name rings a bell. I sat down and started reading. I felt as if i had heard this story before. Then i remembered something. I was sitting on a couch next to someone who was reading me the Narnia books. "Oh I wish I could remember the persons face." I said to myself.

I read to chapter 5, my eyes grew sleepy, and I was ready for bed. I laid down. As much as I want to save the batteries in my flashlight, I really wanted a night light. I might be brave to live out here alone but, if I get scared (which obviously happens) I think I deserve a night light. So I slept with the flashlight.