I laid my head on my best friend's lap. She was caressing my hair while humming a song. I felt myself getting sleepy, my eyelids becoming heavy. A sigh escaped my lips as I was drifting to sleep. I heard a giggle coming from my friend, but I didn't care. She was probably doing something on my face. Drawing, writing, or simply scribbling on my cheeks... I was used to tha

Blank. Everything was blank. She couldn't remember her age, her hometown, her family, her friends. Heck, she didn't even know if she had a family, if she ever went to college or even if she had a pet.

        In a tiny space of time, the once peaceful mind can produce a turmoil of thoughts.