The Forgotten {Part 1}
05:26 May 27 2008
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Lemme tell you a story my friends. 'Tis a long, and sad tale of The Forgotten. Some say, that she once had a name, but...no one remembers it. So here, she forever is called, The Forgotten. She grew up on unforgettable circumstances, and her voice was, in a word, distinct. So how was it that she was forgotten? Well...she chose the most forgetful of friends. For years, she didn't recall ever being forgotten-or she denied it-, but....when she looked back on her life, she began to see a trend. 'Twas a long and fruitless trend, of getting lost, being left behind, and acting as what humans now call, the "THIRD WHEEL!" On this day, it was after the first year in college, the day she took a good look back. She thought back, back to the time her fifth year of life, when she went to a theme park, and was left there. For hours she looked, search for her family, and finally, when she'd scoured the entire park, and they were no where to be found, she sat down in the Revolving Tea Cups and cried. The person running the machine, who felt pity for her, didn't make her pay a ticket, instead, he closed the door to her car, and turned it on. As the ride wound up, she turned the wheel. 'Round and 'round she went, her tears flying off her cheeks in streams, and flying off into the wheel, her security. She turned, until her stomach felt sick, then...got off the ride and sat on a bench, waiting for her family to return. It was not, until the park was closing down, and the darkest time of night closed in on the child, that her house mother thought to look for her. By then, The Forgotten was numb, her dry eyes stared blank forward, and she hardly responded.
As The Forgotten finished skimming over that night, she recalled yet another time, when she was alone. Her memories took her to a time, when she was in middle school. Her sixth grade year. She'd moved, and was now with new people. Her new family, was just as forgetful of her.One morning, she woke up, and, to her surprise, no one was there. When she went to search for them, they'd all left her behind. For two days, she sat there, alone, no food, and only the Tele to watch. When they returned, no one said a word to her. They passed her up, as if she were a wraith, a figament of their minds. They'd gone camping, and didn't think to bring her along. She smiled at them, took their bags, and watched as they all whined and complained about how tired, and hungry they were, and still, she said naught a word. She just plastered a pretty smile on her face, and went about her daily life, as if nothing was wrong. She just did as she was told, without argument.
Memories flooded back into The Forgotten's mind, and she soon found that, the throes of depression were upon her. That they were there since the beginning of her existence. And soon, she found that, the longer time she spent away from her friends, the more they forgot about her. A half hour was enough to get her off their minds. Anger froze her heart, and she watched as everyone she once held dear found others to hold, to love, and there she was, alone, as if a spotlight was on her, taunting her, bringing her out. She tried her best to smile, but in the darkness of night, or in the loneliness of her room, she cried. It was the first thing she did. And then, the thought occured to her. What if, The Forgotten just, disappeared?
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