• I opened my eyes and found a small room with no colors or emotion. I could see some chairs and hi-tech equipment.

    I wondered if I was in a hospital and thought it was strange how I didn't know how I got there. I didn't know anything: who I was, where I was, what I was doing there. I couldn't remember anything at all, especially how I ended up in an elevated bed with an IV in my arm.

    The subtle white door opened up, and an unfamiliar teenage girl stepped inside. I stared at her as she walked towards my bed, searching in my blank eyes for something.

    "Oh Mary, I've been so worried about you! Are you feeling ok?" the blonde girl asked.

    I looked at her, and then to my left and right. I decided she must have been talking to me. "Uh... Mary. Is that...? Am I...Mary?"

    "What? Mary, of course you're Mary. What did you think-oh. You're trying to trick me. Well, I'm gonna let you pull one of your little stunts with me. I'm not gonna fall for it, so you can just..." I was staring at the girl, trying to remember who was, but for all I knew, I'd never seen her before in my life. "Um. Do you really not know you're Mary? Or... do you even know who I am?"

    I was still staring at her, trying so hard to dredge up a memory. Any memory, really. But I only slowly shook my head and then looked down at the sheets.

    "Well, I don't know what to think. I mean, if you were the Mary I know and you were trying to pull this kind of prank, you'd have already fallen on the floor, laughing. So then, who are you?"

    The girl looked pretty confused. "Who are you?" I asked.

    "Well-but-I'm Lexi, Mary! Don't you remember? I'm your best friend! Atleast... I was your best friend," she started to look confused again.

    "Until... what?" I asked. I needed to know why I was where I was. "Did something happen to me that landed me in a hospital?"

    "Well, YEAH. Mary don't you remember anything? Hmm. I guess not. Anyways. Me and Clarissa took you to this party."

    "Who's Clarissa?"

    "A friend. You were watching a movie with this guy who was totally into you."

    "Oh, great."

    "So, he spiked your punch and-"

    "That's what guys do to say they like you? Wow."

    "You only drank like five glasses of it. But then you said there was this awful taste in your mouth, so-"

    "Ya think?"

    "Mark, that's his name, he gave you a bottle of wine and you downed it in like, two minutes."

    "Oh my God." I said. "I was an alcoholic."

    "Yea, it surprised me, too. But not as much as when, later, I saw you and Mark in this room and you guys-"

    "Um! Please stop. I don't ever want to know what happened in that room. But I do need to know how I got to this freaking place."

    She said, "Well, there were some ambulances."

    I looked at her and realized she thought that was really what I wanted to know. Then it dawned on her.

    "Oh! You don't know what happened!

    "Doesn't look like it, does it?"

    "I guess not." she said. "Well, what happened was that, after... um, that stuff in the room, Mark got in your car to try and stop you from driving home. Cause, ya know in that room, I heard you had another like, five beers. So you were really drunk. I think they said when they got to you, your blood/alcohol level was 2.7. Which I guess is really bad.

    "Anyway, Mark being your car didn't stop you from driving. You took off on the highway and caused this huge-a** accident. Two people died. You somehow crossed over that cement divider-thing and a car saw you so they tried to slow down. But they still hit you. Mark wasn't wearing his seatbelt and he was thrown from the car into a ditch. You were still in the car and it rolled seven times and landed upside down blocking both lanes. The other car was on the edge of the road, out of the way.

    "A semi truck was coming and they didn't see your car there. It hit you going 70 and pushed you along the ground for a few hundred feet before it came to a full stop.

    "The cars behind you could stop. There were just a few fender-benders, but no one else was injured. Mark is fine. He just had a concussion and some cuts from the glass." she finished.

    I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It seemed so impossible. "I... caused the deaths of two innocent people... because of bunch of horrible mistakes I don't even remember making?" I felt like I was going to start crying with all the guilt and shame.

    "Well," Lexi said, "one of them was innocent. The other one was you."

    "What?!"

    "Yeah. You died. You see, when the semi hit, you got such a huge blow to the head. Actually, it's kind of ironic, cause earlier in the night, you did blo-"

    "I do not wanna hear about that. I died..."

    "Yeah, but they were able to revive you in the ambulance. When they finally got you breathing, they tested you with the breathalizer thing. And they also found out that you'd never been drunk before."

    "Well, that's nice to know... I guess. Who was the other person that died and came back alive?" I asked.

    "Um. The other person was the lady driving the car you hit first. But... they couldn't get her back." Lexi looked down.

    "You mean... you mean she's... dead dead? I killed her?" I could go to jail for this! I wondered how old I was.

    "In the last few seconds before the collision, the lady was panicking so much that her heart failed her. If she didn't have a heart attack, her injuries might not have been fatal."

    "Okay um... I don't know how to handle this. Do you think you could uh, let me alone? For a while?" I was starting to breakdown, and I wasn't sure how much more I could take.