I sit there around a bunch of blurry strangers as they hold my hand and crowd around my hospital bed.. Who are these people?!

I can't remember anything, all my memories are a blur like my sight..

A doctor comes up to me.. He's rambling on about diseases, dementia and other conditions.. It's all to do with old age apparently...

I'm in..my home.. a woman comes up to me, she's.. my wife.. I can never forget her, she's the love of my life.. and she still loves me even with everything going on...

I can barely remember anything at this stage.. I hate that even my own children have to introduce themselves everytime they see me.. I can just.. never remember.. it's like a blurry, dark fog over my memories and my eye sight doesn't help...

I sit down as my love, S-Sa.. m-my wife brings in three cups of tea.. do I like tea? I must, she would have remembered.. she's followed by a woman..

The woman sits across from us.. she's.. Em.. my d-daughter.. yeah, my child.. she's a bit bigger than the last time I saw her.. when was the last time I seen her?...

...The woman is back again.. what was it? A couple months since we last saw her? I don't know.. she was.. related to us.. my.. daughter..

There is something special about today.. My love woke me up with a huge hug and a kiss.. she was telling me something.. I can't remember.. I think it's my birthday..

We all sit down and they begin to talk to each other but I can't hear the conversation.. I think she's holding something.. I can't see it clearly.. I can't do a lot recently.. I think it's my birthday present..

She see me looking at it and hands the present to me.. it's a doll.. she got me a doll for my birthday? Do I collect dolls? Agh.. I don't know..

I stand up and hold the doll carefully and walk to the spare room.. I can finally be alone now.. I'm struggling here.. I'm dying! It's clear to see! My senses are numb, I can't remember or do anything! And my own daughter gives me a doll!! Why not just put me out of my misery?!

I shake the doll angrily as I shout and cry, why why why?! Why did this have to happen to me? Why can't I remember anything?! Why does no one realise my pain?!

I throw the doll in frustration to the floor just as my wife and my, my Agh! My daughter burst into the room.. They're screaming and crying? They run to the doll, my daughter taking it carefully in her arms as she sobs..

Why do they care so much about that, that thing?! It's just a dol- what, what is that? Is that blood?! T-thats not a God damn doll.. I fall to my knees in shock and tears fall down my face.. it was my granddaughter... I, I just killed my granddaughter...