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Prologue - The Details
I remember that day better than any day that I ever remember. I remember every detail, yes, every detail. Really, I remember every detail of every day.
I had woken up late in the night to my dog, Hodges, barking. He was always so stupid, but I loved him all the same. Man, I remember how irritated I was when I woke up that morning. I wanted to go bang that dogs head with an iron frying pan -- really, I did, but I thought better of it. I went outside to shut him up, and when I came back inside, I made myself some hot chocolate. Mmm...I can taste it now ... really, it was the best hot chocolate I had ever had .. but that was in my own humble opinion. It was freezing cold outside, in fact, it was exactly -20 degrees outside. Okay, I will tell you this about me. I am one of those people that literally remembers everything. Literally. I am. I have what people call "Photographic Memory", Maybe even a little bit more memory than most people who have Photographic Memory, sometimes I say I have 'perfect memory'. I do extremely well in school, I am a straight A student, some would even call me a genius. I am the most popular girl and have the best looking boy in school for my boy friend. Yes, and I am fifteen years old. I have, literally, thirty-eight friends in Town. I have exactly ten in New Mexico (that was the place that I first went surfing, and I started my surfing at exactly 9 a.m, okay, well, that is another story.) I have fifteen in Hawaii, and fourteen in Idaho. I remember all of their addresses, phone numbers, birthdays, hobbies and names -- even the order of when I first got them each as friends. Here, let me give you a little bit about myself,
Hello!
I am fifteen years old, I grew up in New Mexico for the first three years, two months, fifteen days, five hours, two minutes, ten seconds and one millisecond of my life. I remember that part specifically. I did my first surf at age two and three months, six days (yada yada yada?), -- my dad was with me. okay, anyways, you get the picture.
I went to live in Hawaii next, that was until I was nine years, one month, four days, nine hours, two minutes, seven seconds and three milliseconds of my life. I enjoyed Hawaii extremely, the scenery was beautiful, and the surfing was great! I loved our house, it was not a plain house at all; very ornamented, and extremely huge... and by the beach. I, to this day, still remember exactly every detail of the house when we got there and when we left it. To the last smudge on the wall.
Then, I went to live in Idaho, that was fun, I got to ice skate five months out of the year on natural ice. I was exactly twelve years, seven months, five days, twenty four minutes, fifteen seconds and one millisecond when we left Idaho. You know, when we crossed the border.
Now, I am exactly, at the time I am writing this, fifteen years, one month, one day, seven hours, one minute and four milliseconds. that is changed now, but anyways.
I now live in St. Louis Missouri, it is huge. Believe me.. it is just so huge. I hate it, at least I partially hate it. I have a love-hate relationship with St. Louis. Literally.
You should see all the doodlings I do, there are exactly one hundred and ten doodlings. I know what they all look like. They are pretty cool, too. I like to just doodle, even if it is a simple scribble, I still remember the exact shape and stuff.
So you get me? I have a photographic memory. I have a love-hate relationship with that, too. I mean, I can just LOOK at something, literally, and I never, ever forget it. Like that day I was going to tell you about? Yes, just wait till you hear it.