J's POV
"Looks like I'm right, due to the accident this child has encountered, she lost her memories." That Doctor Ruvel said while looking at some paper. I encountered an accident? But I feel fine, I don't feel any pain at the moment. "You've been in a coma for 2 weeks now."
"What accident?" I asked. I winced as my head throbbed— nevermind I do feel pain. What the hell happened to me?
"Don't think too much, you'll hurt yourself." Doctor Ruvel said. Seems like forcing myself to remember what I don't will cause me pain.
"We don't really know, you were outside our house when we saw you, that was 2 weeks ago. You were barely breathing at that time so we brought you here as fast as we could." Mrs. Salvatorre said worried. I'm thankful that they brought me here on time. The fact that I don't remember anything makes me so frustrated!
"Do you feel any pain or anything?" Doctor Ruvel asked. I assessed my body and I honestly feel fine.
"Aside from my headache, nothing more. I said.
"For now we assume your case is a Generalized Dissociative Amnesia, it's a condition in which a person cannot remember important information about his or her life. This forgetting may be limited to certain specific areas, also called as thematic or may include much of the person's life history and identity, which is what we think your case is. But of course we need to run tests and consult our psychologist to perform a clinical interview on you." Doctor Ravel explained, I kind of understood what he meant. Basically I have memory loss I think.
"But of course we need to talk to your parents, we will notify the police about this, and find your parents." Doctor Ravel said.
"You'll have to stay here for more than a week." Ms. Salvatorre said. I don't really have a choice do I?
A week has passed and no sign of a "parent" claimed me or whatnot. Not even one relative. Am I an orphan? I heard they did everything to broadcast my case and current condition, even on the news but unfortunately, there was no one who claimed to know me.
"Hey, you don't look good." Mrs. Salvatorre said. I've been staying at this hospital for weeks and the only thing I did here was read educational and fiction books. Mr. and Mrs. Salvatorre was always here to take care of me, and I'm truly grateful for that. They don't know me but they still took care of me.
I smiled at Mrs. Salvatorre. "I'm okay Mrs. Salvatorre." I just feel bitter of the fact that there's no sign of my parents.
"Are you hungry? Jeven really took his time buying out food." Mrs. Salvatorre said kinda annoyed, Jeven is Mr. Salvatorre. I chuckled.
"I'm not that hungry, it's okay." I said and smiled which also made her smile.
While we were having a chat with Mrs. Salvatorre, the door of my ward swung open, and it was Mr. Salvatorre and Doctor Ruvel.
"Hey there." Sabi ni Mr. Jeven, I smiled at him and he just nodded and patted my head.
"How are you?" Doctore Ruvel said and smiled.
"I'm feel better, I don't feel pain anywhere." I said. I've been meeting with a psychiatrist for about a week, and there were many brain exercises that helped me overcome the pain I've been feeling every time I try to remember what happened.
"You can now give to her the purse." Doctor Ruvel said to Mr. Salvatorre. Mr. Salvatorre then nodded.
"Shouldn't we eat first?" Mrs. Salvatorre said, obviously worried. Mr. Salvatorre held Mrs. Salvatorre's hand.
"The Doctor said she will be fine." Mr. Salvatorre said, Mrs. Salvatorre heaved a sigh and agreed with a nod.
Mr. Salvatorred reached for his bag and took out a little purse. Then he gave it to me.
I looked at them confused, I mean, I'm not stupid to not know this is purse mine. Can I really open this now?
"Now that you're fine, you can now see what's inside, we didn't open it because it's rude to open someone's purse without their permission." Mr. Salvatorre said.
"We didn't give that to you when you first woke up, because your headaches will act up." Mrs. Salvatorre said, I understand. The pain I felt during brain exercises was really bad.
I looked at the purse... I'm not sure what to feel. I feel excited and at the same time scared.
When I opened the purse the first thing I saw was a white paper. Since it caught my attention, it took it first and opened it. It's a letter.
You know what date it is right? August 1! Happy 17th Birthday J, you're old! HAHAHAH Even though you're very stubborn, I still love you with all my heart, sound cliché but it's true. Now that you're on your own, and your parents aren't there with you, you should be careful! Thanks for not telling about us! Anyways, that's it, I don't want to make you cry. Well, good luck in life! Make sure to eat well, sleep well, and live well!
-Pitababes
My brows met as I finished the letter.
"What did the letter say?" Tanong ni Mrs. Salvatorre. I'm hella confused. I gave the letter to Mrs. Salvatorre. I tried to process everything... I have no parents? Are they dead?
"Happy belated Birthday J." Mrs. Salvatorre said. Oh yeah, I forgot I recently just had my birthday. I got so occupied of the fact that I don't have parents.
"T-thank you." I said as a tear fell from my eye. I don't know why I cried but it looks like I've been having a hard time.