Little did Jon know, that Goth girl was his sister Zoe. But neither he nor she remembered that.
"Hey, Jon," a girl said to him in the classroom, as he sat down. "Cute outfit."
"Thanks," he said, automatically. The outfit he was wearing didn't seem as embarrassing as it had earlier. He liked pink...didn't he?
He thought back to that morning. He'd been going to his best friend's house...but which friend? Who were his friends? He tried to picture them...but there were blank spaces where the names and faces should be...
He wondered what his family would think when he came home dressed like this...Wait, he...couldn't picture them either. He became worried. He couldn't remember his friends or his family. He needed to talk to someone...
