C.I.A.

Memory #001 : My Birth

A blank screen. That's all I remembered. My first thought; my first memory, was a dark, empty sight. Silence surrounded me, and I felt a touch of fear, but also curiosity. Curious to what's beyond this black curtain. Curious to what's waiting for me in the future. Curious to see what the world has to offer. It's strange to expect this much from a pitch black nothingness.

I was blind. I was deaf. I had no sensations to the air flowing around me, nor could I smell them. I couldn't taste my own saliva. All of my senses were gone, as if I was on the death's door, alive but dead, awaiting judgement to fall upon me.