FORGOTTEN MEMORY

Submitted into Contest #30 in response to: Write a story about a character experiencing déjà vu.... view prompt

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I walked briskly down the cracked sidewalk. The wind blew grimly in my face and I tugged on my wool hat so it would cover my ears. The sun was nowhere in sight and you could still see the dim crescent-shaped moon in the dark sky. I started walking quicker as if some strange force was propelling me. This mysterious force, haunting me for years.


I reached the coffee shop which had just opened. As I walked in, the smell of coffee beans filled the air. I was alone in the shop. Like always. I stood in front of the counter and cleared my throat, hoping someone would notice. A young stout lady noticed me and shuffled behind the counter.


"Hello, darling. I'm Rose."

She had a thick British accent. "Um, hello. May I get a cup of coffee?" I asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

Sorry, darling. We don't have enough workers right now. Please come back in thirty minutes".


I felt perplexed, but thanked her and walked out of the shop. Hmm. I felt as if I had some connection to her name. Rose. A blossoming elegant red flower. I shook my head and kept walking. The breeze had quieted down and the sun began to peek from behind the clouds. I continued walking down the sidewalk when I arrived at a parked car. This was common. Many people parked their cars along the sidewalk. So why did this particular car bother me so much?


The mysterious force returned, driving me towards the car. It was an old model, probably the 1970's. The blue paint had started coming off close to the bumper. I circled the car once more and stared at its license plate. H3CJ4VJ. A strange feeling came upon me. I vividly remember seeing that plate somewhere. I shook my head once more. It's just a bad day. I should go get some coffee.


I went back to the coffee shop and was greeted by a young man. I told him my order and took a seat. My mind kept wandering off to the strange car and the name "Rose". A worker called out my name so I stood up and went to the counter to receive my drink. Holding my hot cup of coffee on one hand I went back to my table. Ahhh. The warm rich flavor of coffee filled my mouth...


I froze. The world collapsed into thin air. There was nothing. Just me and the mysterious force. I jolted back into reality. Slamming my coffee cup on the table I bolted out the door. I ran until I reached the car. It sat there waiting for me, haunting me. My mind was filled with answers, but I had to piece them all into a big puzzle. H3CJ4VJ. The license plate number. My mind clicked.


Mom's car. Dad had given it to her twenty years ago. Why was it here? I replayed the sad memory. My mom had died in a car crash. In this car. It was right there. Right in front of me. But the car was thrown away after the crash because it had a great deal of damage. My heart throbbed. My mind crashed. Until I remembered. Until it all made sense. Mom. MOM. MOM!


Rose. Mom's name. Rose Castay Miller. She was beautiful. So sweet. I realized that I hadn't thought of her for over a decade! So busy, caught up in work. So alone. My mind never wandered to her. Why?


I found myself running. Running toward the coffee shop. I needed to find that woman. I ran up to a young man behind the counter.

"Hello, I'm in a bit of a rush. Do you have a worker named Rose?"

"We did, but she quit ages ago."


I stood there for a second, imperceptibly confused. I appreciated him and ran out. I started running toward the parked car. Where was it? It didn't seem that far...

It was gone. Vanished into thin air. I stopped to catch my breath.

Suddenly, my mind swelled once more.

It was her. Mom. From the heavens. It was a sign to let me know that she is always watching me. No matter what. The mysterious force. Propelling me for years, was my mom. Like a sign, the sun started to pour down on the land. The plants turned brighter and my body started to heat up. She was there.


I stared up at the sky. The blue sky. A symbol of peace and love. Its miraculous color. It's an endless path. Filled with stars. I did something I hadn't done in years. I smiled. It was a genuine, happy smile. "I love you, and I always will" I whispered up to the heavens.


Somewhere above the world, I heard a voice, "I love you too, Blossom". Perhaps, it was just my mind.


February 27, 2020 05:19

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Chloe Alistar
06:18 May 03, 2020

Beautiful story!

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Riddhi S.
16:19 May 03, 2020

Thanks! :)

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05:45 Nov 15, 2020

I really enjoyed this story, it was sweet and to the point. I think the connection between Blossom and Rose is really strong, and I loved the overall plot. Some suggestions I have are: [Sorry, darling. We don't have enough workers right now. Please come back in thirty minutes".] You need an opening quotation mark, an easy fix. ["I love you, and I always will"] You also need a full stop here. Wonderful work, I can't wait to read your other stories, and thank you for the follow! :)

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Riddhi S.
18:06 Nov 15, 2020

Thank you so so much for the kind words and feedback! :)

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20:38 Nov 15, 2020

No problem, glad I could be of some assistance! :D

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Rhondalise Mitza
04:04 Jun 26, 2020

I love the last line especially; it tied the story up so neatly.

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Riddhi S.
02:57 Nov 05, 2020

Late reply but thank you :)

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