Finishing off the chips she scrunched up the rubbish in her hand before hopping off of the bed, grabbing the candy wrapper from earlier she used the crutches to assist her to the trash can. Dropping the rubbish in there she sighed looking around the empty room, it felt so strange when no one was around, and it was almost eerie. Shaking her head, she moved back over to the bed to settle down and get some sleep. 

Sitting up on the bed she placed the crutches back down at the bedside thinking on what would happen tomorrow. Biting her lip slightly she poured herself a glass of water from the jug that was placed in her room. Taking a few sips as she wondered about her parents, wondered if they would turn up tomorrow and just solve everything. They could fix her memories as well as tell her who she was. 

[color=f49ac2][i]Who am I? [/i][/color]

Finishing the water, she placed the now empty glass back down before settling in the bed, pulling the covers over she closed her eyes hoping to get some rest. Knowing that it wouldn’t be easy. 

The night had passed bringing the morning and Iris had the most unpleasant sleep, she felt exhausted because she hadn’t rested properly. She had spent too much time worrying over where she would go, who she was and if she could even fix herself. Flashes of memories had plagued her, but they were nightmares. Nightmares of dead family members. 

Shuddering as she shook her head to be rid of the nightmarish memories, she looked at the bedside table where breakfast had been placed. Sighing heavily as she realised it meant no one had come for her just yet. There was still time, it wasn’t lunch and Dr. Emett had said that was when she could go. Hope was fading fast in regard to the idea that her family would collect her, but she tried to remain positive.
 
Tucking into breakfast she pulled a face at the taste; it was bland but what could she expect when it came to hospital food? Pushing around the food on her plate she realised that she wasn’t that hungry, perhaps it was because of the evening and the nightmares she had faced. Reality was harsh but she had to face it. Frowning as she continued to play with her food she sighed before putting it back on the tray at her bedside, there was no point she was going to eat the rest of it. 

[color=f49ac2][i]But what if this will be my last meal for a while?[/i][/color]

She couldn’t help but think that as she looked at the food at the side, shaking her head she turned her frown into a smile. [color=f49ac2][i]No! I can’t think like that. My family will come for me. I won’t be homeless, and everything will work out! They will come, I’ll get my memories, and everything will be fine... Right?[/i][/color] Her smile faltered as she doubted herself once more for a moment, but she knew she had to stay positive.