Flows Like a River

Memories drift within the mind and stay only if you wish for them to stay.

Trinity walked through her house, trying to find her car keys. She was in a rush this morning. She couldn't afford to be late for work! Especially since this was her new job! She ran down the hall and went into her small doll-like room. She looked on the dresser and on the nightstand. But no keys. She rubbed her head and tried to think. Her mind went to a different place and she tried to imagine where she had been last when she had her car keys. 

"So are you going to go to Frank's today?" Her friend's voice echoed.

"No, I have to go to the coffee shop," Trinity answered her.

"Oh, I thought maybe today that you would go to the mall or maybe even go get some ice cream." The girl replied.

Trinity was confused at this point. She couldn't understand. Where had she gone? Her mind was whirling around like a tornado, trying to search for her memory of the keys. But it seems that everything was so jogged up, that she couldn't find them.

Suddenly Trinity realized that she hadn't gone anywhere yesterday. She ran over to her drawer and pulled out a calendar. She looked at today's date and saw that she did not write done that her first day at work was today. Her eyes widened and she bit her lip. "What?" She breathed, sitting down on her queen sized bed. Her eyes could not be taken away by this strange occurrence. Something was off about this. How could she not remember? Her mind was suddenly going into place and showing her what was really supposed to happen today. 

Trinity was actually supposed to go hang out with her friend today. Her first day at work was a week from this present day. Her friend Frank was coming over tomorrow. 

Trinity began to suddenly become dizzy, her hands sweaty. She slowly got up and headed to the kitchen. She got herself a glass of water and took a long sip. She sat down in her comfy chair in the fine living room of her home. She ran her hand through her thick blonde hair and sighed. She still couldn't understand how she could forget. Did she have amnesia? Was she getting sick?

No. Trinity mind was the problem. Her memory to be more exact. Her memory was given false ones. That is what mixed up so much of her true memory. Her friend had said so much to her, that her memory could not comprehend it. therefore, her mind mixed it all up, making her flip things around.

Memory is key in our everyday lives. That is why we must be careful. Though it is not always easy to tell. Our lives go by so fast, it's a wonder how our minds can keep up. But it is not Trinity's fault for doing this to her. she had no idea and neither did Trinity. It is hard to tell about these things. Some of us are not able to tell these things apart, but we can train it. When getting so used to challenge, we can soon learn to maneuver around it. We can all learn if we try.

Trinity leaned back, staring up at her ceiling. She laid her hand on the arm of her chair and sat down her glass of water. Suddenly she heard the jingling sound of key chains. Her head slowly jerked downwards and she froze. Right there on the small table lay her keys. 

Our memories are like pebbles in a river. We can choose to whisk them away, or keep them so they can make our river shimmer in the sunlight.

Reviews

[Cheyenne]

Paragraphs 9 and 10 have a lot of grammar errors. Just thought I should point that out. But overall, I really liked it.

[TheBubbleManiac]

Lol, thanks bro!

[SquinklaPsyOps]

Measured, and extremely well written. Your characters are finely drawn...

[TheBubbleManiac]

Thank you very much!