The next thing I know everyone was around me. Mom, Dad, Stacy, my best friend, and my Grandmom. They all thought I forgot everything. I didn’t. “Paige, what month is it?” The doctors would ask me slowly. “Duh, it’s June.” Everyone was surprised I got it right. I didn’t forget anything. I knew my middle name. I knew my last name. I knew the Month, Year, and everything. Two days later I left the hospital. I was still treated like I was there though. Everyone talked slower and was nicer to me. I hated it. I was probably a little harsh to my mom. About a week later, everyone forgot about it. I was back to shopping, sleeping, and hanging out with my friends. But for all I know this could end tomorrow. It could end next week. Next month. Next Year. It could end this very second, because now that I have been in a car crash, I know that anything can happen at any moment.