Forgotten Times 13/17
By Debbie Eng (wan-ping@juno.com)

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	Three weeks had passed since the accident and it seemed like
Peter was never going to get his memory back.  The Blaisdells were
beginning to despair of ever getting the old Peter back.  It had been
very tough for Peter to let down his walls and trust them when he had
first came to live with them.  They didn't want Peter to have to go
through it all again.

	" How about this? " Kelly asked, " Does this look familiar? " She
was holding a photo album.  Kelly had thought that maybe looking through
the albums might jog something in his memory.  They had been at this for
hours. 

	Peter was beginning to hate that question, the Blaisdells had all
been showing him things to try and get him to remember.  And he really
hated to let them down when he had to say no,  but he had to try.  He
looked at the picture again.  It was a picture from Todd and Carolyn's
wedding.  On the photo he saw the face that he saw everyday in the
mirror, smiling out at him.  So he had been happy.  Peter thought, and
they all want this happy Peter back.  Their Peter.  They don't want me. 
They want him.

	Peter jumped up from the couch that they had been sitting on and
ran back up to his room.  That's not me, he thought as he stared at his
reflection in the mirror.  He saw the reflection of his trophies in the
background.  Those aren't mine either.  They're all his. Nothing here is
mine.  He saw the laptop that Kermit had returned to him out of the
corner of his eye.  He picked it up and sat on his bed.  Nothing here is
mine except this.   Unnoticed tears were falling He hugged it to his
chest and leaned back, banging his head against the wall.  He repeated
the action.  Over and over again.

	Kelly ran into the room, " Peter!  Stop! What are you doing? "

	Peter stopped.

	" What happened?  Did you remember something ? " Kelly sat down
on the bed.  He flinched and moved away.

	" Look, I know you don't want me, you don't have to pretend
anymore," Peter said.

	" What are you talking about? "  Kelly was puzzled.  They all
loved Peter.  What was he talking about.

	Peter cried, " You don't want me, you want him. "

	" Him? " Kelly still didn't know what was going on.

	" Your Peter, the grown up one,. Well, I tried, but I don't know
how to bring him back for you! "

	A light bulb went off in Kelly's mind.  Oh no, was that the
impression that we gave him?  We must have.  Everyone giving him things,
trying to make him remember.  Different people mentioning little things
that Peter used to do.  My god, we were so caught up in trying to get
Peter back the way we remembered him, that he didn't consider the
feelings of this Peter.  The younger unsure Peter.

	Peter started banging his head against the wall again.  Kelly
shoved him off the bed.

	" Stop it, Peter, just stop it! "

	" What do you care?  If a bang on the head got me in this
mess..."

	" No, Peter, " Kelly wrapped her arms around him, giving him a
much need hug, " We didn't mean to hurt you by making you think we didn't
love you.  After all, the Peter we know started off as being you.   We
all love and care for you Peter, its just difficult for us to see you
have to go through this all over again."  Kelly and Peter sat together
until Annie called them for lunch.
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