8/7/20XX
I
just wanted to let you(me) know that you’ve(I’ve) started a treatment program here
at the Castle that my friends claim will fix my memory problem. They can’t tell
me much about it, but they told me it’s new and it promises extraordinary
results. With all of my friends smiling
and telling me this, I can’t help but agree with them.
So far the results have been unnoticeable,
but they tell me it may take a day or so to see any kind of improvements. I guess I’ll just keep waiting then…
Other than that, the day has been
quite dull. I mean the treatment takes a
fair amount of time. I started yesterday
morning, and was out all day. I woke up
and had breakfast with April, who by the way will not shut up about her bum
leg. I keep telling her that if she
doesn’t stop complaining I’ll take her other leg as well! I’m only kidding, but she doesn’t know.
Anyways, after breakfast my friends told me we were going to start the
treatment, and that’s when they told me about it. After talking for about 20 minutes, I was
injected with a sedative and then I woke up quite a few hours later in time for
dinner. I honestly feel like they didn’t
do anything to me, but we’ll see I guess.
Well, they tell me I need lots of
rest, so I’m going to stop writing today and try to get that rest. I’ll fill you in tomorrow about whether or
not I’m seeing any results, or who knows? Maybe you’ll(I’ll) just remember,
wouldn’t that be grand?
One last thing though, I ended up reading
the paper I found sticking out of my mattress that I mentioned last time. Turns
out it was just somebody’s weird ranting.
They kept going on about their friends and what sounded like an
inconsiderate God. Well, it sounded like
nonsense to me, so I tossed it out.
Yup, it’s
gone now, no reason to think about it anymore.
Just forget
about what it may have said...
Actually, I
think April may know where it ended up, but she won’t talk about anything but
her lost leg, so good luck getting it out of her…
Get well
soon!!
8/22/20XX
Well, well, well, look what I’ve
decided to remember! So many wonderful things!
The games I played with my friends, and how I won so many times. The many birthday parties with carrot cake! I
absolutely love this treatment program; it’s nothing but great memories. In addition to all the memories I also haven’t
had any visions of my death in a while. I think that is quite a good
thing. Death is such an ugly thing
really, and I don’t know why anyone would want to know about when they are
going to die, let alone how.
I’ve been spending my days
recounting my past memories to a friend of mine here. I go in every morning and sit on his couch
and tell him as many things as I can remember.
He say’s I’ve been doing so well, and the treatment is working so well
that I may eventually be able to stop writing in this log for them. Wouldn’t that be great?! I could finally go
back to living a normal life, and maybe I could take April with me as
well.
It’s been quite a ride for me these
past few weeks. All the memories flowing
back are almost too much to take. I have
to admit, even though most of the ones that have come back thus far are of me
here in the Castle doing close to the same thing, it’s the small things that
really stand out. For instance, there
was a memory from about 2 years ago when we had a visitor to the Castle that I
had completely forgotten about. I
remembered this woman who arrived with the most beautiful blond hair and
heavenly physique. Even though she was wearing the standard issue white gown
and padded slippers, she looked as if she were an angel without a halo. So they brought her in when I was out in the
grand room, and she was looking down at her feet the entire time they were
leading her to her room. However, when
she passed by where I was sitting she stopped, and put her hand on my
shoulder. She leaned over and whispered
into my ear: “You can’t do this alone, but you’ll find peace in the end.
Remember that you are loved…” I think there was more, but I can’t quite
remember. I was so taken by her beauty,
and the fact that out of that entire room of me and my friends, she spoke only
to me. The memory fades after her words,
but I’m just happy remembering even those few words of hers. Despite having all
my friends here around, I must admit that sometimes I oddly feel a bit lonely. I
can’t say I ever saw her again, but maybe that’s another part of my memory that
hasn’t quite returned yet.
Well, I think I’ve kept the light on
my desk here on too long. April is
looking at me like I’m being quite the annoyance when all she wants to do is get
some sleep. Sorry April.
Goodnight
for now then.
