I open my eyes, and see the telephone pole yet again. A child cries in the the distan... no, right behind me? Emily? My little Emily is that you? What have I done? Why cant I remember?
Over a week has passed, still I see the same nightmare. Still I hear the same wail from my little girl. Why cant I remember... anything? My clock tells me it is thursday. Why does my mind still say monday? What have I lost? What have I to gain?
Its been a month now today. My mind is still wrought with panic and fear, though my body responds with calm. Am I beginning to heal? Will I have peace from the scream that haunts me? Will I ever be free of this curse? The curse of not being able to forget what I have forgotten?
It is October, where the time has come and gone I will never know. It was only yesterday... no, merely this morning, that I was driving the highway on a warm summer day. What has happened? Why is it still happening? Oh how I wish I would be tormented by these dreams no longer! Why must I suffer so!?
November is here. Its been four months now and I can remember nothing beyond the crash. Still I wait. I wait for my lost memory. Still I wait, for the cries to cease.
I wait still, for my fate to turn. Yet I wait today for another reason. A joyful cause at last to look forward to! Though, it may bring me as much grief as peace. For once my waiting is over, I shall see her again. My daughter is returning yet again to me. And now I will silence the screams that torment me. Because now they will see..."I," will see... that there is nothing to fear.
My daughter will be here very soon, and for the first time in a very long time... I wait with a purpose.
...I wait, with a smile...