What do you do when you have
no memories of your life except the one moment that took everything away?
My name is Dex and I am a
Marine. Somewhere in the horrors of the sand overseas, an explosion took out
not only most of my unit but also my memories of everything that happened
before that day. When my memories don’t return, the explosion costs me my last
two years in the military. That one moment in time costs me everything.
Starting from scratch sucks.
I don’t even know what food I like or what type of music I listen to. Am I a
boxer or briefs man? Do I like women or
men? I also have to figure out what I’m going to do with my life from this
point on.
While I’m adjusting to my new
life, I start seeing things. Not
things from my past, but things that no one else can see. Things that show up
in the light of day. I think that maybe
my head injury caused more than amnesia – it addled my brain to the point that
I’m hallucinating. When one of my 'visions' won't leave me alone, I have no
choice but to believe in ghosts.
With the help of my sassy
grandmother, I begin to rebuild my life.
I am Samuel Dexter, and these
are my stories.
