When I wake up, I am dazzled by the beauty of the place, a room filled with works of art, paintings and statues that reflect the meaning of the word beauty. The view from the window is magnificent, a charming garden, such an environment distracts my attention and out of nowhere, that shock of reality comes, where am I? I stop to think for a moment and emptiness takes over my being... What happened? I don't remember anything! I walk through the house and the enchantment of the place turns into terror, a room with images of human parts, what is this, how did I end up here? The only instinct that remains is fear, I desperately flee from this place and wander aimlessly through the streets of the city. In my mind, I keep wondering how I will find my home and people who know me. I don't know who was in that house with me, I can't just trust anyone. I continue without a destination, what happened to the people, everywhere I look there is someone holding some kind of device in their hand, what could this be? Out of nowhere, someone points one of these "things" at me and a flash of light fills my eyes. Did they try to blind me? What do I do? I need help... I'm sitting on the corner of a street and people hand me pieces of metal and some drawn papers. What is this? I want food! I see a stall in front of me. People exchange these items for food, i'm going to try that too. Wow, it's money, I remembered. The owner of the place was super nice. I told her my story and she helped me. I was told to look for a place called a police station. Since I don't know what it is, what it looks like or where it is, I was advised to look for a car with lights above it. Without raising any suspicions, I walk through the city streets. After a long time, I finally run towards the car the woman mentioned. I don't know why, but everyone seems happy and wants to help me. They all stop for me and honk their horns non-stop. Nothing went as planned. They didn't even listen to me, they threw me in the trunk of the car and only talked to me in a house full of people. I explained my situation and someone painted my fingers with black paint and then asked me to draw pictures of my hand. I spent 3 days there, the only good thing was having water, food and a bed to sleep in, but I couldn't go out for anything. It was then that the guard arrived and said, we found your family... Happiness took over me and out of nowhere I was taken back to the room with the beautiful works of art and statues. It was then that I found out the sad news, I had suffered a stroke and lost my memory, they say it returns with time, all I can do is wait...

You may be wondering, what about the room full of human parts? I almost couldn't believe it when I found out, my brother who is studying medicine. The images are for him to study the human body... I bet you imagined some crazy stuff too...