I wrote this last night(07/26/05) it really is sad....(cry)
There is a young boy, about five, sitting in a chair that is leaning against the wall in an apartment. The boy is looking down at a picture that he is holding in his hands. In the picture, it shows him and his parents, smiling. He looks as if he is going to cry. Then a voice starts talking. The voice is of a boy in his late teens. The voice says, “I try to remember the good times. But I can only think of the hard and often unhappy times. Is there no end to the sad memories? Why can I not think of the good memories? Might it be that there are no happy memories? No that can’t be. I just have to try to remember further back. There has to be a happy memory in there somewhere.” as he is talking we see times when his parents were unkind or selfish. Such as when his father had come home from work and the boy was trying to show him a picture that he had drawn in class. His father looked at the picture and tore it in half. The boy comes into the apartment and shows his mom that he has cut his elbow. She is talking on the phone, she looks at him and just points to the medicine closet. He walks down the hall to the closet with a sad face. (he doesn’t cry this entire time, he just has a sad face when something bad happens)
After we see a few very sad moments. We see the boy in the chair staring at the picture of his family. The room goes dark and we hear another voice, this time it is a women. In a soft and soothing voice it says, “To see such a young boy all alone is such a shame. Where are your parents?” the boy says, “They are dead.” the voice responds, “Do you want to cry? If you do, it would be alright in this case.” the boy says, “It’s not that I don’t want to cry. I can’t cry. Ever since I was a newborn child, I couldn’t cry.” the voice says, “If you want, I can make the sadness go away. Would you like me to do that for you?” the boy responds, “Do you really need to ask? If you can take the pain away then do it. That way I can live my life without sadness.” the voice says, “I will be able to take your pain and sadness away. But in the future I will have to come and visit you again. In that time I can not promise that you will enjoy that visit . Because on that visit I will have to give your sadness and pain back. Do you still want me to relive you of your sadness?” the boy responds, “I’m sure that when I am older I will be able to handle the sadness and pain. But I don’t want to remember any of my sad memories. Please take them away from me. In the future when I see you again. I will be able to handle what you have in store for me.” the voice says, “If I’m to take your sad and painful memories away, I will have to take every memory of you and your parents from you. I may not be able to leave you with any memories at all. Would you still want me to take them from you?” the boy responds, “Please, I want you to take them now. I can’t take any more memories! I want you to just take them all! Take them all away!” At this point a single tear falls from his eye.
The room becomes bright again and you see a women’s figure appear in front of the boy. (She is naked, but has a lot of hair covering her and most of the floor in the room.) The women reaches out her hand and asks the boy to grab hold of it. As soon as the boy grabs her hand his body goes limp. The women kneels down in front of him and says, “When you wake, you will only remember what has happened here and nothing before that. You can’t tell anyone about me, or what has happened here today. I will come back to see you when you are nineteen years old. Until then I will keep your memories with me. That way you will not have to be saddened by them any longer.” She stands up and disappears.
The boy wakes in his aunt and uncles house. He is in his new room and he looks around at all of his things. His aunt is walking by the room with the laundry. When she sees that he is awake she drops the laundry and runs to him. She gives him a big hug and yells for her husband. He bursts into the room saying, “What is it! What is it!” She looks at him and says, “He’s awake! He’s finally awake!” the boy asks what the big deal is. His aunt says, “You have been asleep for three months. I’m so glad you have awaken Daisuke. I thought that you were going to be asleep forever.” the boy looks confused, and says, “Daisuke? Is that my name?” his aunt and uncle look at him and say, “Yes that is your name. Is there anything else that you don’t remember?” Daisuke says, “Who are you? And where am I?” his aunt responds, “I’m your aunt, my name is Hana. This is your uncle, and his name is Ataru. You are in our home.” Daisuke asks why he isn’t with his parents. His uncle replies, “They were killed in a train wreck, the day before you went into the coma.” Daisuke says, “At least I don’t have any memory of them. Or I would be very sad right now. Because I have no memory of them, there is no point in being sad over their passing. From now on I want to refer to you as my parents. If that is ok with you.” (His aunt is crying at this point) Hana says, “Yes it is ok if you refer to us as your parents.” She gets up and runs out of the room crying.
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