Was that the reason that his brother sighed.Achanak ouskay zahn mein apnay bhaai ka khaka oubrha jo keh bilkul ouski tarah ousi halat mein, ousi takle...f mein tha. Khayaloun mein bhi ouskay bhaai kay hard lorhay ki soch ousko buri lagi magar phir bhi ouskay badan mein Adrenaline release kay jaisa rush mehsoos huwa causing his teen body muscles to quiver as if under some addiction. Ouska apnay badan par ousko koi control nahi raha aur voh apnay bed se outh gaya. Voh wahan bed par laitay rehnay ki. You would probably think this would shock me, but actually it was a common occurrence. I quite often heard him talk to me since he had died. That didn't mean I thought he was a ghost, communicating from the grave. It was more like a memory of him, speaking to me from inside my own mind. I had been very close with my father, and enjoyed that I could still talk with him in my own private way."Hi, Daddy," I said to him, silently in my mind.The mental image of him stood out prominently now that he. Won't be good working with a woody all night.'(The elevator jerks and stops causing Ken to stagger and regain his balance. The lights flickered and came back a little dimmer)'Holy Fuck! what the hell! Not again!'Ken: "It's OK, this happens. I know the drill."(Ken pushes the call button and a phone ringing sound blasts out. after 2 rings it's answered.)Voice: "This is security, I see the elevators have stopped is everybody OK?"(Ken looks at suit and he smiles and nods looking back at the. Why was I so anxious all thetime? Why did I need to feel safe in routine? And why did I suddenlyfeel better dressed in a skirt?Something had happened to me, didn't it?But what, and why didn't I remember it?If people had been around, I could have tried to ask someone, maybe theschool councilor. But without others, how could I solve the mystery?Then it hit me. I had lost memory. What did my mother tell me to do if Ilost something?Retrace my steps.So where could be the last place I knew I had.