The Creation Of A Life

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The Creation Of A Life I don’t know my name. I don’t know my birthday. I don’t have a family. These are just a few of the things in my life that I created. I remember waking up to the light. The brightest of lights was shining down on me. Looking around, I began to question my existence. I couldn 't remember anything. Actually, that’s not true I remember dying; or at least I thought that is what happened. The sensation of drowning was the only thing that remained clear in my mind. But, as it turns out, I was wrong. I survived. I survived the hurricane that otherwise took everything from me. I woke with a loud cough followed by a deep breath. Looking back, that breath was the beginning of it all. Although it wasn’t my first breath, it …show more content…
How did this all happen? Why am I here?” It was baffling. The town looked dead at least the nonliving parts of it. He stopped walking suddenly, as if I’d done something wrong. “You don’t remember…?” He spoke clearly like he wanted my absolute full attention. “I… No. Should I?” “Yes. I would assume-” I cut him off, “Way to be blatantly honest.”
He took a step around a large tree that had fallen down completely and crushed a small home. “What is your name?”
Looking down at myself, I didn’t know. In fact I couldn’t remember anything about myself at all. “I… I don’t know.”
“Well then, I s’pose I should give you a name then, just until you remember.”
I smiled. He didn’t need to do anything for me yet, it seems like he keeps doing more and more.
“How do you feel about Estrella? Where I come from it means the star, like the kind in the sky. To me, it seems as though that may be where you’re from.”
He looked at me direct waiting for my approval. I wanted a question answered first though. “Where do you come from?
He smiled. This time, it was a real smile. “A long way from here my dear. I’m from Cuba.
“The name, I love it. Thank you.” And I did love it, for the rest of my life. The rest of the way to where he took me was filled with silence. It gave me a chance to actually observe my surroundings. What I saw that day, all of the things I experienced, I could never undo the thought of. “Umm, I could probably walk now, if that’s okay,” I mumbled. I felt bad.
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