OK so here is another beginning to a story I will continue adding too. I couldn't think of a creative name so I called it "My Name" and you will figure out why if you read the story. By the way sorry for the funky format I copy and pasted it from word to here. I will try to fix it but I don't know if it will work or not.

My name. I can’t even remember
something as simple as that. I lay there in a large white bed in a large
blinding white room, unmoving. Silently. The room is better described as a box
with milky glass walls, ceiling, and floor with unseen lights on the other side
of them creating an almost hospital like feel to the nearly empty room. The
only piece of furniture in the room is the bed that I lay in as I face the
ceiling squinting because of the lights.

My eyes finally adjust to the
brightness of the lights and I manage to ask possibly one of the most simple
and most expected questions ever, “Where am I?” Right as I spoke I realized the
burning sensation in my throat. My eyes close tight as my throat catches on
fire wincing at the extreme pain.

 “Don’t speak. Don’t Move. Just listen.” Said a
small sweet voice. I remember it from somewhere but I can’t remember where. But
then again I can’t even remember my name right now.

“Good you remember me slightly,
Well my voice at least. That’s a good sign.” The voice said again. I was
confused as I realized that I hadn’t said allowed that I had remembered the
voice but I said nothing about it for fear of my throat hurting any more than
it did right then.

“I know your confused but just
listen OK? You need to know.” The voice comes again from somewhere above the ceiling.
I nod my head as if the voice could see me.

“You remember the fire right?” the
voice asked but I shook my head, “Right of course you don’t. One moment.” Right
as the voice stopped speaking I could feel my skin sweltering and my throat and
nostrils were burning with the acrid stench of campfire fuel. My world started
changing until it was dark as if it were night time. I was in the woods and I
was running. Running away from the searing fire my hand clutching a little
girls’ that was running right beside me. As she looked back at the blazing fire
the light of the burning tendrils lit her caramel colored eyes reflecting the
fire behind us. The little girl looked as me tears streaming down her dirt
covered face creating clean lines where the clear crystals cut through the
grime, “Thank you.” Said the girl and automatically I remembered the voice from
the white room. The small girl running next to me with long dark brown curls to
her mid back warring nothing but what seemed to be a night gown had the same
innocent little voice as the one in the white room. My vision faded until I was
back in the white room.

“OK, good now you remember me
though I think it would be hard to remember me with an entrance like that!” I
could all but see the grin on her small round face.

“Where are we now?” I asked
cautiously still afraid my throat might start burning but to my relief nothing
happened, except silence. The girl didn’t answer.

“Um…Hello?” I ask again a bit
louder.

“Oh sorry just thinking. I actually
don’t know yet.” The girl sounded concerned and wary as if she were holding
something back.

“What is your name?” I asked deciding
not to say anything about the fact that I knew she was hiding something.

“Oh I almost forgot that. My name
is Clarity.” She sounded much more excited .

“Um, one last thing.” I say
cautiously.

“Sure go ahead.”

“I kind of don’t remember my name.”
I said quietly feeling somewhat stupid for needing to ask what my own name was.

“Oh duh I should have know you
wouldn’t remember that either. Your name is Paige.”

                After
Clarity said my name I blacked  out, I
think but I’m not quite sure so let just go with that for now. My vision was
only black for a moment before images and occationally a couple milla seconds
of video’s flashed in my head and before I knew it I was back in the white room
again.

                “So
what do you remember now?” Clarity asked.