Chapter 1: Prologue I write in a diary every day. No matter how sick or tired I was, I never missed a single day of writing in my diary. The day's weather. My daily routine. The emotions I felt in every moment. I even meticulously recorded conversations I had with people and stories I overheard coming and going. I know it might seem a ...
Chapter 1: Prologue I write in a diary every day. No matter how sick or tired I was, I never missed a single day of writing in my diary. The day's weather. My daily routine. The emotions I felt in every moment. I even meticulously recorded conversations I had with people and stories I overheard coming and going. I know it might seem a bit paranoid, but I can't help it. 'I can't just forget again.' My last memory is from three years ago. I have no memories from before that. In the town where I woke up three years ago, not a single person knew me. The feeling of being abandoned in the world without any signposts. I never want to feel that helplessness and despair again. That's why I write in a diary every day. My memories were wiped clean once. Who's to say it won't happen a second time? "Th
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