Leave Nothing Behind

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A girl loses her memory all of a sudden. You get no explanation as to what happened because she is just so antsy to change her new life for the better.

Submitted: August 04, 2008

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Leave Nothing Behind
The clouds were surrounding Evelyn on all sides. They were like she’d never seen before--- very distant and far off into the sky. They remained white on the inside but were oddly enough outlined with a dark gray. The storm on the outside couldn’t penetrate the pure white that lied within. Above her, the clouds were wisps of white suspended forever like long pieces of fluff that you could sleep on.
The sky was different, everything was different. Then, still unblinkingly fixated on the clouds, Evelyn had a thought. Why am I outside looking at the sky? Normally, on any day of the week, Evelyn stayed indoors with her eyes glued to the newest soap opera episode. Never in her life, even as a child, had Evelyn recalled noticing the beauty that nature possessed.But that was just it; she couldn’t recall anything else either. She had lost her memory and perhaps her life.
At this shocking discovery, Evelyn had no choice but to blink and slip back into reality. She was just sitting there on the green grass. A form near her created shade and Evelyn immediately stood up to be face to face with this potential threat.
“Hey, you’re outside! Was today’s episode a rerun?”
“What? Hmm…yeah sure,” Evelyn said crudely.
“Well,” began this stranger, “we have time to relax before we go out for a fancy dinner.”
“No offense umm sir but I don’t believe I know you. Would you mind explaining what you are doing here?”
The person who clearly knew Evelyn didn’t quite know what to say and was certainly dumbfounded. Old Evelyn didn’t joke. Something had to be wrong. The look of alarm on this person made Evelyn break the awkward silence first.
“Alright, I seem to have said something wrong. If you have a seat on the grass with me, we can figure out what is going on.”
Still awestruck, the man sat down and started, “Maybe we should go to the doctor Evey. I know we’ve only been dating for 3 months, but I doubt it’s normal to forget a face or even a name—Andrew—after only a weekend apart. You don’t kid around like this…”
Evelyn responded to this at once, “Listen, I don’t go to doctors and I can honestly tell you that I do not recognize you or even know any Andrews. It is perhaps you that may need to see a doctor because I also have no boyfriend!”
It was obvious that the Evelyn the day before would have been happy to see Andrew and definitely a lot nicer and not so assertive.
“Okay, okay, calm down. I assure you that we know each other. Could we please maybe go back to the house so we can call your mother? She might need to know what’s going on right now.”
Again, said a little sternly, Evelyn responded with a “Fine.”
So, as strangers, Evelyn and Andrew walked up to what was apparently her home to call her mother. Of course she knew her mom Vivienne. This would be like any other day when she’d give her mother the 411 about her life. This time though, there was certainly going to be a surprise.
Andrew had his hand on her phone and politely asked Evelyn what her mother’s phone number was. Unfortunately, for the third time now Evelyn snapped on poor confused Andrew who was beginning to become impatient himself with this newly mean Evelyn. She deliberately stated that if he were to be in her home, then it would be best if it was her doing the dialing and to also do the talking to her mother. He let her have her way seeing as he feared she may get violent the next time he said something wrong.
“Hello. This is Evelyn is my mother there?”
“Darling you know it is me who always answers the phone. What’s this unexpected call for? We just spoke only yesterday. Is everything alright?”
Evelyn stumbled for a while on how to begin but decided it best to just start to talk about her day. There was not much else to discuss since she didn’t remember the previous weeks’ events. After speaking of today, Vivienne asked a question that startled Evelyn.
“How are you and Andrew doing? It’s been a few months now are things still sailing smoothly?”
After hearing his name only slightly, Andrew sparked a curious look on his face and mouthed the word “what.” Evelyn just shook her head and glared at Andrew with her dark brown eyes. Evey’s mother’s voice rang loud in the background after a moments silence with “hellos” and “what’s going on.” With the phone outstretched in her hand, Andrew gently took it from her and calmly started telling Evelyn’s mother that things were quite fine.
Of course things weren’t okay and when the conversation soon ended, Evelyn started freaking out.
“Okay, so I’m sorry I said I don’t know you because according to my mother…and you…I do.Still though, I fear I still don’t remember you.”
Andrew told her to calm down and got her a glass of water. That didn’t work out too well however.
“Call a doctor! Any doctor at all,” shrieked Evelyn.
Remaining calm still, “It’s Sunday honey. I don’t know what hours your doctor has. We’ll call around though, we’ll get some answers.”
Going down the list of doctors wasn’t easy, but the two of them were able to get a hold of a Dr. Sijourn who could only deliver the news that Evelyn had some type of amnesia. She sounded baffled over the phone. The doctor then decided that it was best to wait until Monday to sort things out and to ask all the appropriate questions then.
Pacing the room, Evelyn felt her heart sink when she was told to wait. What was she going to do all day with this stranger she knew? She certainly didn’t want to be alone in this time of confusion. As if sensing her deepest thoughts, Andrew made the suggestion of laying down on the futon to relax a bit. He also kept telling her to take deep breaths. Evelyn did wish she wasn’t the only one freaking out about this. She would want her boyfriend to be more realistic and realize this was a serious ordeal. However, she took his advice nonetheless and quietly lied down while Andrew made for the door to leave her.
“You can’t possibly be leaving Andrew! I need somebody even it’s you. A boyfriend would stay. I’m sorry for being rude to you. Don’t blame me though. I’m practically delirious over here.”
“It’s fine for your behavior. I just don’t know what else to tell you. I mean, you don’t know me so I figured I should let you be alone.”
“Well then, maybe you should just leave then because I don’t need someone who doesn’t want to be here. How long have we been dating? 3 months now. I think you would know to stay with a girlfriend when she doesn’t know what’s going on. But I shouldn’t stop you…you’re right, I don’t know you and maybe that’s for the best.”
“You’ll be taking that back once you recover over this amnesia. I’ve been here for you for all 3 months. We became friends instantly at work.”
“How can you be so sure? You probably won’t even bother coming back after my doctor’s appointment tomorrow. Now I know why I refused to believe that I had a boyfriend. Men aren’t very considerate of others problems.”
“If you are going to think like that it is quite unfortunate. Since you are a new person though, I can’t bring your old self back so I guess this is goodbye. I’m sorry.”
Andrew was growing more bitter and bitter with each time Evelyn would open her mouth to fire off the next vindictive line. There was no point in taking more of this so he just left. 3 months of dating wasn’t much to get sad over. They were both 23 years old; both of them would find someone else. They did work together though at the bookstore. All he could say to himself was “oh well.”
Meanwhile, after the fiasco, Evelyn walked around her house. 2 floors with 4 bedrooms and she was only 1 single person. Each room she examined was wiped clean of dust and dirt. She didn’t even own a pet. That was quite evident as the white carpet held no stain from any child or animal. The walls were even white. She prayed her bedroom would be a different story. The bedroom always held the personality.
Nope. She was quite wrong. The walls were white and the carpet was white just like the rest of the house. The only thing she noticed was Edvard Munch’s painting “The Scream.” That piece of art was the only thing that possessed personality in this home. Calling it a hospital made much more sense. She then made her way into the kitchen to maybe find a paystub. For some reason, she wanted to know what she did for a living and how much she made doing it.
Aloud to herself, she said, “Oh I work in a quiet bookstore? That’s not surprising seeing as this whole house is quiet.” The paystub held an amount that was average for 2 weeks work. Glancing around to see how much money was held in an account, she located the checkbook. Evelyn had a lot of money saved up. It was not possible to have that much from working in a bookstore. There must be a second job that she held. She had this house all to herself didn’t she?And alas, she looked around some more and found that she had no mortgage bills from previous months lying around. The house had been inherited. That’s a good thing then. Evelyn was beginning to think she was in some risky business to have much money on only one measly little job. Then again, she rethought that seeing as how boring the house was. She had to leave. Everything was just not how she wanted.
The sky came into view again. Evelyn was walking towards the grass and was looking up. Her mind only burned with one question--- Why did I become so plain and boring? Could she ask the doctor that tomorrow morning? Certainly not, that would just be ridiculous. It’s not like she could ask her own mom that question. The answer would naturally be no. It will all get figured out tomorrow hopefully. At least, that’s what Evelyn kept telling herself anyways. A few more hours were spent outside before the sun was setting. She felt like she had never watched a sun go down before. It was time for a lot of new things. All these experiences were going to be for the better.
It was Monday morning. The alarm woke Evelyn up at 8:30 a.m. Her doctor’s appointment was set for an hour later. The address was written on a post-it note and she already knew where it was. Evelyn had been living in Virginia for all 23 years of her life so geographical information was still permanent in her mind. Most of her morning routine was spent looking through all of the old Evelyn’s bland clothes. Nothing in her closet popped. Disappointed, Evelyn left the apartment in some very faded jeans and some barely worn Sketchers. A plain shirt was also part of the ensemble that was from her Virginian college.
There was no point in filling out any forms because she didn’t know if she was on any medications and what not. Besides, the doctor made sure to be free the moment she arrived as Evelyn’s case was to be the highlight of Dr. Sijourn’s week. Greeting Evelyn, Dr. Sijorn pointed her to room 127.
“You just may be my favorite patient after today’s exam,” beamed Dr. Sijourn.
“Yeah, I wouldn’t doubt it. Listen, I don’t really enjoy the whole doctor experience so I’ll just tell you all I can remember while you write it down then we’ll both continue with our days.”
Surprised by Evelyn’s urgency, all the doctor did was nod her head and prepare her paper for the story. It wasn’t much because all Evelyn mentioned was the fact that she was outside and that jerk came into her life. There was bound to be more but the doctor did not see it fit to push her to remember anymore.

“I think we both know a neurologist is what we’re going to need in this sort of situation.”
“I was afraid you’d say that. Well, if you gave me some numbers, I’ll give them a call when I get home. I really want to understand what has happened.”
The doctor gave Evelyn a few numbers with an unforgettable line tagged on before Evelyn left the office: “This is kind of like a new beginning with the option of redoing everything in your life.” This was the line that rang in her mind hours later until she was all packed (with the few things she did liked.) She was halfway ready to leave. She called her mother to tell her that she was going on a long vacation to find herself. The vacation part was a lie of course but she didn’t feel ready to explain everything to her mother.
So, jetting off to France with a new feel for life, Evelyn certainly found herself. She took risks, she was definitely not a pushover anymore, and had a very positive outlook on things now. She filled her new apartment with art to go along with “The Scream.” She traded in her predictable white car for a shiny red one. Basically, the girl just lived. France was no trouble for her since when she got there, the language just poured out from her. She thanked the old Evelyn for taking French in school. She was halfway across the world so there was no need for looking back. The only thing she’d see behind her would have been little French cafes.


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