Chapter 1
John Side Of The Story
I woke up I did not know where I was, as I was still trying to figure it out, I saw a magnificient figure sitting beside me. I could not figure out who she was but the face looked famillier.
I asked with a soft and jentle voice, "Please who are you? And where am i?"
She replied, "am your mom and you're in the hospital."
I smiled as i asked “Do i have a mother?”
Tears😭 rolled down her eyes as she began to explain how I got involved in a car accident and it affected my brain resulting to lost of memory. But the only thing I could remember is that I was in a car then I woke up in a hospital bed. I asked if anybody died she said yes that I am the only surviving soul.
Immediately a name came in to my mind and I asked “Mom who is Angel?”
She smiled 😊 as she said, "I dont know."
I asked if she was sure she replied “Yes”
Just then the doctor came in, he examined me, shoke his head then told my mom that the lost of memory is sevier and it will take me a year to recover that’s if I am lucky. He also said that as long as the lost of memory last i will not remember anybody or anything from my past exception of the new friends am bound to make.
He fothermore said that as a result of the accident I have been temporally paralized and it will also take me a year to walk on my own without seating on a wealchair. I layed still staring at them like a child that is seeing someone for the first time.
He continued talking while my mom continued listening, the last thing I heard him say was that my mum should not make me angry wether by mistake or purposfully, reason being that it will affect my brain thereby prolonging the healing process. I asked my mom if I have a name, she said yes, that my name is Mark Brown, but I loved being called Brown.
I chuckled as I asked “What kind of name is that? Who gave it to me?"
She replied “Your dad. ”
And i asked “Who is my dad? Where is he? Is he dead? Why is he not here?
She replied, "Your dad died long ago." as she cried and started raning courses on thedevil. “Devil why? What has my son don to you to deserve this terible accident? as if that was not enough you tempered with his brain and now he does not even know who I am and who his dad was."
I joined her in the cry, we cried for long, the more I cried the more my head began to ache. When the doctor came in and saw me crying, he querried my mom.
“Why is he crying? Pls he should never cry while in this condition, any thing that will make him cry in this condition pleas abort it or els his condition will worsen."
My head was already aching very seriously I screamed as the doctor came to my rescue by giving me injection and I sleept. When I woke up a food flask contaning rice and stew was staring at my face but i had no apitide.
“Please eat, you must eat somthing, since you got up from coma you have not eating anything” she said but still i rejected the meal. Somebody was on my mind, but I dont know who the person was, I kept thinking.
She got up from her seat, came closer to me with the food flask in her hands, forced me to eat, I finally ate a little she was happy at list I ate somthing. After i had finished eating, I went back to sleep.
When I woke up, I saw some strange faces staring at me, they had come to sympatyze with me she told me that they are my relations.
We stayed at the hospital for five months, the accident was a sevier one to the extent that I was temporaly paralize, so going home soon would be like comiting sucide. Finally the hour came for us to leave the hospital, the doctor examined me then told my mom that am well enough to leave the hospital, but I need to be comming back every month for medical checkup so as to monitor the healing process incase there is any unusual symptom or development itcan be taking care of in time.
I sat on a will chair that she bought for me as she rolled me out of the hospital, the security men who where outside helped my mom in putting me inside the car she thanked them and drove off. We got home every where was just new to me, I could not recognise the buildings or the street, so I started asking questions.
“Mom where are we? And who owns this house?
She smiled as she answered, “Us”
I asked “You and who?”
She answered “Me and you”
I smilled as she rolled me into the house on my wealchair. Not long her phone rang, she picked, after making the call I asked her whats that she’s holding she said a phone and I asked her what it is used for, she said for making of calls it then asked her if I have a phone,
she replied "No, it was destroyed as a result of the accident I’ll get you a new one”
She took me to my room and I gazed around as I said Wow this room is beautiful, who owns it?” I asked, “You” she answered.
"Me?” I asked again. She smiled as she said “Feel at home, if you ever need anything pls dont hesitate to let me know”
She left my room shot the door, few minutes later she came back and asked me what kind of phone I’ll like her to buy for me, I did not have knowledge about any phone so I asked her to get me somthing good. When she left I began to feal dizzy and so I sleept on my weal chair, while in my sleep I had a dream. I saw a beautiful damsel holding my hands.
In the dream we were lovers. While I was still dreaming someone woke me up, I gazed it was my mom she came with a phone and placed it on my laps. I asked
"What type of phone is this?”
she answered “it’s a Samsong Galaxy” Then I saw somthing inside the phone pack it was a sim pack, but due to my state of lost memories I could not figure out what it was, so I asked her. She took it from me, tore the packet brought out the sim card then told me that it is called Sim Card and it is used to store contact. I was amaze, I began imagining how such a little thing could be used to store contact, I also tried figuring out what contact is but to no avail so i asked her,
"What is contact?” Tears 😭 clouded her eyes but could not flow freely. She then began to explain “Contact can also be called phone number it is a…"
I interupted “What is phone number?” After hearing my question the tears broke down freely. She wept silently I became confused,
I asked my self “Is she crying because I asked her a question?" She got up went out of my room then came back with a biro and excersice book.
To be continued…
