
Ginger
Amnesia is awful. Specially when you can't remember where'd you came from and who are you. But at least, I can read.
Who am I? That is a complete mystery for me. Since I've woken up, I can't seem to remember any of myself. And it doesn't seem to be changing so soon... I just hope that when I remember who I am... I don't forget about all the moments I've passed and all the friends I've made.
I'll leave a warning: This story will not be updated in schedule. I created this to write when I run out of ideas in another fics, so don't expect too much coming here. Plus, I'll be writing in english without translating it (I consider this a "F
ck off" fic =3).


7536 words: Estimated 38 minutes to read
4 Chapters:
- Prologue 2015-01-11 01:51:21 UTC1041
- Spending the night searching for a measuring tape... 2015-02-11 05:06:09 UTC4393
- Hm... 2015-03-10 19:42:02 UTC765
- 04. Thank You 2015-04-23 23:40:23 UTC1337