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Topic: FORGET (10/17/19)
TITLE: I Looked Into My Face in a Mirror, But I forgot Who I Was
By Art Westefeld
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Tabitha landed with a thud, and as she stood up dizzily, she looked at herself in the mirror over her dresser and wondered, "Why am I dressed in this purple costume? Who am I?"
At that moment, she heard a pounding on the door and a deep voice said, "Tabitha, are you OK?"
She blurted out the first thing that came into her mind, "Who?"
"It's your father, young lady, so open this door and answer my question!"
She looked into the mirror and instinctively realized that she couldn't be seen in this costume. She said to herself, "I need to get out of this and back in regular clothes."
The circuitry in her morphing belt understood the thought and switched her into jeans and a t-shirt, just as her father forced his way into the room.
Tabitha looked apologetically at him and said the only thing that made sense to her, "Sorry, I tripped over something and fell."
Mr. Swift, having grown used to his daughter's evasiveness, simply shrugged and responded, "What did you trip on?"
Tabitha quickly glanced around her room and saw a pair of pants on the floor near the bed and pointed.
Mr. Swift declared in a frustrated tone, "Now you know why your mother and I want you to put your stuff in your hamper?"
"Yes, Sir," she responded meekly. She picked up the innocent garment and walked it to the hamper. She then looked at the glowering face of her father and stared back as if to say, "Happy?"
He grunted, walked over to her and kissed her on the top of her head and spoke in a softer tone, "Good night, dear girl.
After he left, she sat on the bed and studied her face. There was nothing striking about it. Brown eyes peered out from under short chocolate colored bangs. Her features were rather plain, and as she was deciding she wasn't impressed by what she saw, a voice spoke in her mind.
Unlike her father's voice, this one seemed gentle and calm, which was good, as she didn't understand what the voice said to her. "Amazing Girl, this is Megawatt. We need you to come to the store for an emergency meeting!"
She thought at the voice, "Megawatt? Amazing Girl? What store?"
The gentle voice came into her mind in response, "Ok, I'll come to you, and you can explain why you're acting this way. You don't even remember your codename?"
Moments later, a young man in a blue and yellow costume flew into the same window she had entered recently. He landed quietly and asked, as she looked at him quizzically, "You act like you don't know me Tabitha."
In a frustrated voice she responded, "Tabitha or Amazing Girl, who am I?"
Megawatt looked confused as he answered, "Don't you remember?"
"Didn't I just say that, whoever you are?"
Speaking slowly, as if to a child, he answered her question. "I'm Megawatt and you, Tabitha Swift, are the hero known as Amazing Girl."
So what's your second name, Megawatt?"
He ignored her question as he noticed the bruise on her forehead and asked, "What's the last thing you remember, Tabitha?"
"I was on the floor dressed in a purple costume, and I don't know where it is or how I ended up on the floor."
"Amnesia. Let me try something that may, God willing, help you remember."
Megawatt lifted his hands to the sides of her head. She didn't know what he was going to do, but something inside of her told her to trust him. She smelled a scent like the way the air smells before a thunderstorm, and Tabitha saw flashes of light from the corners of her eyes. When her vision cleared, it was all she could do to keep from shouting, instead, whispering loudly, "Thank you, Dirk, I remember everything now. Let me get changed and I'll meet you at All Perfect Gifts."
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