I saw my sister pop up. She was showing me how to get in the car. I knew she would disappear as soon as we were going to leave. But I was still happy. This is the time I get to spend with her. She showed me how to open the door. And I did. She got in. Then Ms. Brour told me I can sit in the front. She must have not seen her. Anyways, I opened the front doer and sat down, just like my sister showed me. I don't know how she knew any of this and I didn't. That's when I remembered something. I said it aloud. "Mother once, when I was 8 years old, gave me some liquid. I slept at night and my brain was all fuzzy. When o woke up, I didn't remember very many things. It's like she gave me stuff to take some of my memory." Ms. Brour was shocked. She called the police station where my Mother was being held while she told me to put my seatbelt on. We started driving as she was telling the officer who picked you how I dint remember things. And how it happened. But when I looked in the backseat. I wasn't scared. I actually remembered something. I saw my sister back there. She hadn't left yet. Maybe she wouldn't? And I remembered the accident.
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Sincerely, Melissa Lay