Recall

I open my eyes. Grey, black and white, fuzzy. As my vision clears I have no thoughts or words in my head, but I see this face, the first face I have ever seen but I recognize it... This face is warm, welcoming, abound with ecstasy and pain, but smiling with great white teeth, wrinkles propose an intensity of new emotion. This huge face makes me feel like all is just as it should be. I smile. A great roughness presses against my skin - scraping - beam of light dances through onto the scene, and a gentle damp breeze wafts its way from nowhere, I can smell dew on the wind, grass. As my consciousness fades, the first ever yellow pink and blue pastel colors swirl into existence... These calm walls, voices in excited whispers begin to melt together. And then I am gone.

- The first memory of my life.