21 May 2012
Tears aside, I got up from my knees and decided to venture out of the alley. I need to get a grip, just because I don't know who I am doesn't mean I am a wuss. Food. It felt like I hadn't eaten my entire life. Wiping away the few tears left on my face, I ran to the end of the alley. To my left there was a small fast food shop, since I couldn't see any other food shops on the street, I crossed the road. The stench of grease hit me and I nearly threw up. I mustn't of liked fast food in my past.
"Hello?" I called and looked into the back of the shop.
Quickly, I went around the counter and grabbed a pre-made cheeseburger from under the heat lamps.
Amnesiac #2 • Opuss № I