@from-the-notebook, spun the wheel and got Charlotte Jane,
Charlotte had been in this hospital room for what felt like forever. First, it was because she had been so ill that the doctors didn't know if she would survive. Then, it was the stab wound in the leg. She was still limping from that. But, what was keeping her from going... well, anywhere other than a hospital bed, was that she didn't remember enough for them to identify her family. She remembered that her name was Charlotte, but past that... The only real clue was that any time she saw a picture of a smiley face, she freaked out, but the doctors didn't tell her what that meant.
She looked up from her coloring book when she heard the door open, expecting to see a doctor coming in for more tests. Instead, there was a... a woman she hadn't seen before. She knew all the kid doctors by face now. So... who was this person? Was she her mom? Did she have a mom? Did it make her a bad daughter that she couldn't remember if she had a mom? "Hello," she said quietly, looking back down to the page she was coloring.













