Do You Remember ?- Questions

How do you think the story might end ? Will it be a good happy ending or a sad ending ? When will April realize if Daniel is THE Danny or just a look-a-like ? Do you think that April and Mitchell will get together or would you rather Daniel and April get together. Tell me what you think

Love or Not ?

Do you think that it is weird to be in love with a guy, but then you have eyes on someone else. Even though you try convince yourself that you're still in love with the first guy . Tell me what you think

Do You Remember ?- Part 4 By Anonymous

“Hey April” Daniel smiled as he took the seat next to me.

“Hi” I tried sounding rude so that the conversation wouldn’t go any further.

“So, why do you always seem sad?” he asked.

“Well, wouldn’t you be sad if your friend was in a coma for 7 years?” I snapped. It may have sounded a bit rude when it came out but it didn't really matter.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Who’s your friend?”

“His name is Danny” I had just realized that.

“Tell me more about him. If you want”

“I’ll tell you later. We’re at school and I don’t want to discuss it in school”. I grabbed my black bag and walked out of the bus.

“Wait you forgot your-“Daniel yelled after me but I just kept walking.

            “Hey, are you the new emo chick that just started here” I heard a girl say behind me.

“Um, yeah, I guess so, but I’m not emo”. Before I knew it, I was on the ground with a grazed knee.

“No emos allowed” she laughed and walked off with the other girls that were with her. I reached into my bag and looked for my wallet so that I can cross out ‘New Bullies’ but it wasn’t there. Oh no, I think I left it on the bus. It’s probably in the principal’s office.

            “April, come over here!” I heard Daniel’s voice when I walked into homeroom.

“It’s okay, I’ll sit over there” I said, trying to avoid him but it was too late. His hand was already on my arm, dragging me next to the seat beside him. “Or I’ll just sit here”.

“You forgot your wallet in the bus” he said, handing my wallet back to me.

“Thanks. Did you open it?” I asked curiously.

“Yeah, sorry, I saw a picture of this boy, probably Danny?” Why do I still have that? Maybe it was because I didn't want to dispose of all the memories.

“Oh, yeah, we were 5 when I took it” the memories came rushing back. His mom took us to the amusement park; it was my first time going. It was so much fun. We both went into the Picture Booth and went crazy with facial expressions. It helped me forget about the sorrows of my dad’s death.

“April” I felt someone shake me

“Oh sorry, I just remembered something”

“I have to tell you something important” he suddenly looked serious.

            I wonder what he wanted to tell me, but the bell rang before he had time to tell me. My first class was maths, so I walked to the class. When I reached there, I saw those mean girls that pushed me when I came out of the bus.

“Well, hello there” the dark haired one smirked. I tried to ignore them and walk straight to class but her hands were on my chest and she pushed me down the stairs. I nearly hit down ground when I felt someone catch me.

“Are you okay?” he asked

“Yeah, thanks”. I looked at him more clearly. He had black spiky hair, wore skinny jeans (which weren’t part of the uniform), he had deep blue eyes and wore converse.

Do You Remember ?- Part 3 By Anonymous

The next morning I woke up with tears in my eyes. I probably had the dream again.

I made my bed, brushed my teeth and washed my face. The smell of my mom’s pancakes made hungrier. “Morning mom” I said, stealing a pancake

“Morning darling” she smiled at me. “April, I think you need to go for a walk. Maybe you could get some fresh air. Without your friends” she looked concerned

“Okay, sure” She was right. My head was full at the moment.

             I got dressed up and walked to the park. People still stared at me. Why won’t they just leave me alone? Without looking at anyone, I walked towards a tree and sat underneath it. My eyes closed and memories came rushing back.

              “Hello daddy?” I couldn’t hear my father anymore. The last thing I heard was a loud crash. “Daddy what’s wrong?” The last thing my dad said was ‘I love you April’. I was just 5 years old when I lost my dad. Danny was the person that kept me happy. I met him when I was 3 in kindergarten. Unfortunately 2 years after the death of my father; Danny was also ‘taken away’ from me. “April, I love you. I’ll be your dad” is what Danny told me when tears were the only thing that ever came to me.

               “Hey, aren’t you the girl I met yesterday?” That voice; why did it sound so familiar? “Hello?” I felt a hand tap at my shoulders.

“Oh, Sorry, I was just thinking about something” I quickly wiped the tears away from my eyes.

“What were you thinking about?” he asked, looking concerned.

“I was thinking about my past. Don’t want to talk about it”

“Okay. So, I didn’t get a chance to ask for your name” he sat down next to me.

“I’m April” I said blankly

“April. That’s a beautiful name” he smiled. “So April, where do you school?”

“Gray Lynn College” I don’t know why I told him.

“Why-“he started, but I interrupted him.

“Not to be rude or anything, but I don’t really know you; and it’d be better if I kept my distance from strangers” before he said anything else, I stood up, grabbed my bag and walked back home

                 “Dude, do you know how creepy this is? You just followed me home?”

“I don’t mind” he chuckled.

“Mom I’m home!” I yelled when I entered the house

“Hello Ap-“she dropped what she was holding when she entered the living room. “Danny?”

“Ms. Paradise?” Daniel looked as shocked as mom looked.

“What’s going on here?” I asked.

“Daniel, can I have a word with you?” she led him into the kitchen. I couldn’t hear much but I picked up a few things.

“..In a coma..?” mom started off

“Mom said...”

“..Out of a coma…” it sounded like mom was pleading with him. After a few minutes of talking, they both came back.

“April, I have to go now. Bye” he left. I didn’t care what was going on, so I just went up to my room.

             I dreamt that I was in a black room with no exits. Danny was there, I ran up to him to hug him but he kept moving away. I stopped running, he stopped moving. Danny’s figured suddenly disappeared and I fell into a dark hole that led to nowhere. Danny wasn’t there, dad wasn’t there and mom wasn’t there. No one was there.

“Danny!” I yelled. Oh, it was only a dream.

             I put my uniform on, it suited my style perfectly; black top, red tie, red miniskirt and black shoes. I grabbed my lunchbox and was off to the bus stop.

             When the bus stopped I got in and sat down at an empty seat. I got out a piece of paper from my wallet and made a; New School, New Dramas, New Faces, New Bullies and I don’t really know about New Loves but I’ll still put it down.

             The bus stopped again and someone got in. I quickly crossed ‘New Dramas’ out of my list as soon as I saw him. 

Do You Remember ?- Part 2 By Anonymous

I had many friends before, but I couldn’t handle being with them because of those memories of Danny. I felt the glares at my back coming from the people walking past. This was normal for me. They all thought I was emo just because my clothes were black and my makeup was black. I just ignored them and walked into the mall. “Hey” I said when I saw my friend, Mikayla.

“Hey” she replied. We didn’t really talk much, that’s why I liked my friends. Even after hearing my ‘Danny’ story, they still treated me like they would treat anyone else.

        After a few minutes of waiting, Bryan finally appeared with his girlfriend Trisha.

“Hey guys” said Trisha. She wasn’t really like us; but Bryan always brought her along and we really couldn’t chase her away. Though, sometimes she could bring up things I wish she wouldn’t.

“Hi” I smiled at them.

“I saw this really cool shop that sells the best clothes” Mikayla announced.

“Shall we go check it out?” Bryan asked, holding Trisha’s hand.

“Sure” Mikayla replied.

       In the store Mikayla held up a black top with a red rose it.

“What do you think of this?” she asked.

“It suits you” I replied, truthfully.

“It’s a cool top, but don’t you think that Trisha would want it too?” Bryan always tried to include Trisha, but it was obvious that Mikayla didn’t approve of her.

“Yeah, me too” Mikayla rolled her eyes “April, don’t you think so too?”

“I don’t know. It’s up to you 3” I hate being in the middle of these type of things.

“Mikayla, you can have it. I don’t really like all the black clothing”. It’s true; she mostly wears pink and all those light colours. “April, how’s Danny doing?” There she goes again, doesn’t she get the message that I don’t want to talk about this.

“I don’t know. It’s been 7 years” before she tried to dig deeper I turned to Mikayla “So, are you going to get that?” She knew that I didn’t like talking about Danny.

“Yeah”

          After a few hours of ‘hanging out’ we all decided that it was time to head home. As I was walking home, I saw a boy that looked about my age, riding his scooter. He looked like he was having fun so I just tried to walk around him.

          “Oww” He hit into me really hard that I fell onto the ground.

“Are you okay? I’m sorry” The boy helped me up.

“That’s okay. My fault” I dusted the dirt from my clothes. When I looked at him closely, I realized that he seemed very familiar. “Do I know you?” I couldn’t help asking.

“I don’t think so” He replied. I didn’t want to get myself into anything that I didn't feel comfortable with.

“Okay, well. Bye” I walked away.

“My name’s Daniel by the way!” He yelled before I disappeared into the other street.

Do You Remember ?- Part 1 By Anonymous

It all started on that unfortunate day, when I was 7. I had the biggest crush on him- "nanananana, no more Barbie for you" he always teased me and stole my toys "Danny! Give that back now!" I yelled at him and chased him across the backyard, to the street. I regretted that moment. That truck took away my best friend. I knelt beside him and tears stared flowing from my eyes. "Danny, look at me. Here, it’s my Barbie" I tried waking him up, nothing would work. "April. What’s happened?" mom came out of the house. I didn't reply “April! What happened?" she asked again.  Yet, I didn’t reply. After a few minutes the ambulance came and took Danny to the hospital. Later that week we got news that he was in a coma and when or if he wakes up, he will lose part of his memory.

       Now I am 14, he still hasn't woken up; well at least that’s what mom says. Ever since that day, I haven't been to the hospital and I haven’t talked to his family. I couldn’t stand living in ‘that’ house so my mother and I moved to somewhere further away. “Mom, I’m going to go meet up with some of my friends” I asked, distracting myself from my memories “Okay, don’t come back late” “Thanks mom, I won’t” I grabbed my black skull bag and put on my long black boots and walk out of the house into the road