The Creation Of A Life - 1472 Words

The Creation Of A Life I don’t know my name. I don’t know my birthday. I don’t have a family. These are just a few of the things in my life that I created. I remember waking up to the light. The brightest of lights was shining down on me. Looking around, I began to question my existence. I couldn t remember anything. Actually, that’s not true I remember dying; or at least I thought that is what happened. The sensation of drowning was the only thing that remained clear in my mind. But, as it turns out, I was wrong. I survived. I survived the hurricane that otherwise took everything from me. I woke with a loud cough followed by a deep breath. Looking back, that breath was the beginning of it all. Although it wasn’t my first breath, it†¦show more content†¦Bruised and battered. Similar to the neighborhood that enveloped me. A neighborhood I couldn’t remember. In a time of naivety, I tried to reach for him. The smallest of movement cause d an unbearable, inordinate amount of pain. I screamed. He reached down and scooped me up. â€Å"Must be broken,† he reckoned. â€Å"Where am I?† I questioned. Nothing seemed to strike my memory. Not a person around. Not a scent. Not a scene. â€Å"Well darlin’ - you’re in the suburbs of New Orleans. Or rather, what’s left of it.† He seemed relatively calm considering our surroundings. â€Å"Left from what? How did this all happen? Why am I here?† It was baffling. The town looked dead at least the nonliving parts of it. He stopped walking suddenly, as if I’d done something wrong. â€Å"You don’t remember†¦?† He spoke clearly like he wanted my absolute full attention. â€Å"I†¦ No. Should I?† â€Å"Yes. I would assume-† I cut him off, â€Å"Way to be blatantly honest.† He took a step around a large tree that had fallen down completely and crushed a small home. â€Å"What is your name?† Looking down at myself, I didn’t know. In fact I couldn’t remember anything about myself at all. â€Å"I†¦ I don’t know.† â€Å"Well then, I s’pose I should give you a name then, just until you remember.† I smiled. He didn’t need to do anything for me yet, it seems like he keeps doing more and more. â€Å"How do you feel about Estrella? Where I come from it means the star, like the kind in the sky. To me, it seems as though