VIRTUAL REALITY

VIRTUAL REALITY

Am I dreaming? Am I asleep, Am I awake? I cannot answer these questions. I think I'm sleeping.I think how long the night has been. I want to wake up. I want to feel things. It's like there is a weight on me. I think I have a headache too.

"I shouldn't be late for school." I say. This alarm did not go off, either. I wake up after trying hard. I look to my right, I cannot see Zehra.

"As usual, Zehra woke up early and is preparing breakfast in the kitchen." I say. Before going to bed every night, I promise that I will prepare breakfast in the morning, but I just can't keep my promise. Footsteps are coming from the hallway.

It must be Elif Yaren wandering in the corridor. She would come every morning and wake me up. I'm waiting in my room, Elif Yaren will come and say that breakfast is ready. I stay like that for a long time. I'm waiting, nobody comes. I wonder why Zehra and Elif Yaren don't come and invite me to breakfast?

I'm looking at the clock on the wall. It comes to 8 o'clock. I will be late for school. I'm worried. There is something strange today, but I cannot understand. I have a terrible headache. After a while, the door finally opens. I breathe a sigh of relief. This situation does not take long.Because it's a nurse who came to my room. I look at the nurse's face in a daze. Where are Zehra and Elif Yaren? Where am I right now? The nurse looks at me:

"I have to inform the doctor that you woke up." says. The nurse talks to the doctor on her phone:

"Mr. Ahmet in intensive care has awakened." says. I look strangely at the nurse's face.It's not funny if this is a joke. The nurse is looking at me too.

"My name is not Ahmet, my name is Arif." I say. After the nurse gave me a sarcastic look:

"Sir," Ahmet is written on the identity card that came off you." Says the nurse. My identity, yes where is it. I find my wallet with the nurse's help. Yes, the nurse is telling the truth. I have my photo on the ID.

“Someone must be kidding me. It's a camera joke. ” I say. I look to my right and left. "Where are the cameras?" I say. The nurse does not understand what I am saying.

To the nurse:

"Well, I say, where's my wife?"

“Sir, you will see it if you look at your identity. Your marital status says single. " says the nurse.

“This is too much, I say. Either someone is kidding me, or someone must have stolen my life. ” The nurse turns to me again:

“You have been lying here for a week, sometimes waking up, sometimes sleeping. You are not aware that you are sleeping or waking up. However, you are constantly saying two names: Zehra and Elif. Who is Zehra and Elif, can you please tell?

"Zehra is my wife, and Elif is Zehra's younger sister." I'm handing my phone to the nurse.

"Please call Zehra on my phone?" I say to the nurse. The nurse looks at my phone book, then at me.

"There is no such number stored in your phone." The nurse says me.

I say, "Please call Elif Yaren." The nurse nods.

"There is no such person." Says the nurse.

"No." I shout. I'm trying to understand what kind of game I'm in. The horror movies I watch come to my mind.

The stories I read come alive in my memory. I'm pushing my memory. Zehra, Elif Yaren, I remember everything. I think the nurse is lying to me.

They also made a new identity for me. They make fun of me in their own way. He also tells me that I have never been married. I keep talking to the nurse:

“What happened to me, can you please tell? Why am I here? "

“You, the nurse says, fell off at school. You hit your head against the wall. You've been lying in this hospital room for a week."

“Yes, I say school. I have to go to school. "

"Today is Sunday, schools are closed." Says the nurse. A little later, the doctor comes to the room. The nurse is talking with the doctor. The doctor writes something on a piece of paper. Then he turns to me:

"You are experiencing a short-term memory loss." Says the doctor.

“I got it, Doctor, I say. But my wife Zehra, her younger sister Elif, I remember them. " I say.

A little later, the cops are coming too. We are sitting in the doctor's room. A police officer is talking to the police station on his phone. The commissioner turns to me at last:

“We did a detailed research, Mr. Ahmet, says the commissioner. You have never been married. I talked to your friends from school, you didn't even have a girlfriend. I also talked to your family. They have already confirmed that you have never been married. Soon your father will come here and take you. "

The doctor looks at me like this.

"Would you write a story or something?"

"Yes." I say.

“You think a dream that you create in your own brain is real. Either a story hero is deceiving you, or a virtual image that you create in your brain prevents you from seeing the truth. " says the doctor.

"Well, doctor, what am I going to do in this situation?" I say.

Doctor:

"You will find out who Zehra is. An old girlfriend or an old acquaintance? Who is this Zehra? " The doctor is checking the X-rays in front of him.

“Your memory is in place right now. However, you will learn who this Zehra is. Then come and see me. " Says the doctor.

 ***

An inner voice whispers that everyone is lying to me. Did they make me a movie hero or something to be realistic? Everyone is lying to me. The doctor, the nurse, the police, everyone is lying to me.

They tell me that Zehra and Elif Yaren are a dream. I remember the day we got married.It was a winter day. We were at our village school. Everyone was there. Elif Yaren was taking our photos. Zehra's smile was right in front of my eyes.

I am going to my house immediately. Zehra should be at home, I say. I'm going home, the house is empty. I am looking for a trail from Zehra and Elif in the house. There is no trace. I think I'll go crazy. I'm angry with Zehra. Why did he prolong this game so much? My inner voice:

"I think the doctor is right, as if I believe in a dream." I say inside of me.

Who is this Zehra?

I am calling all my friends from elementary school, high school and university on the phone.

"Was there a person named Zehra in our class?" I say. Everyone says the same thing:

“You remember wrong. There was no such person as Zehra in our class. " They say. I am surprised. I believe everyone is playing their part in this movie. I know, Elif Yaren, Zehra will come out somewhere. They'll say it's a joke."

A lot of time has passed. It suddenly comes to my mind that Zehra was once a student at Istanbul University. I am calling Istanbul University on the phone. Zehra was studying in the Literature department. I am very close to uncovering the truth. I'm about to find Zehra. It's as if they hid Zehra somewhere and they want me to find him. It's like I'm in a movie. I feel like a detective trying to solve an incident. This time I will figure it out.

Unfortunately, the officer at Istanbul University also gives me a negative answer. At the time I mentioned, they did not have a student named Zehra. I think everyone is in this movie. It seems to me that everyone I contact is an actor of this movie. Everyone plays their part very well. But I will find Elif Yaren and Zehra. I remember everything about them. I remember how we met Elif Yaren. I remember our first encounter with Zehra. Zehra was working on a book. We were working with Elif Yaren for the school magazine. She always said to me:

"I will be a doctor, sir." she was saying.

One last thing comes to mind. The poetry book written by Elif Yaren. We interviewed with the TV broadcasters Elif Yaren. I'm looking at all websites. There is nothing, I cannot find any information I am looking for on the internet.

When I go to my doctor for the final check:

“I think you are right, doctor, I say. All this must be either a story or a dream. " My doctor agrees with me

“You believed in a dream and you thought it was real.Take it that way. When you watch a movie, read a novel, read a fairy tale, know that what is written there is nothing but fiction." says my doctor.I thank my doctor, as I walk out the door a nurse comes after me saying:

"Why would a person fall in love with a dream?" says the nurse.

I go back and meet the nurse eye to eye. We look with the nurse for a while. We sit in the canteen and drink coffee with the nurse. As I leave, the nurse asks for my phone number.

"I think I fell in love with you." says the nurse. To the nurse:

“I am married to Zehra. I love her so much." I say. Nurse:

“It's all just a dream. Didn't you hear what the doctor said? " she says to me.

"I tell the nurse, when I find out who this Zehra is, I will come back to you."

*

I'm coming home. My computer is on the table. I turn on the computer. I examine all the folders one by one.I find what I'm looking for in the My Stories folder.

It was a story of 113 pages. Elif Yaren, Zehra and Arif teacher were the heroes of my story. I identified myself with Arif teacher. Because Arif Teacher, who married Zehra.

It turns out that this was just a fiction I wrote. Do not hit your head. Then you start to think fiction is real after a while.

The only good side of this incident I experienced was that I met that nurse. We fell in love with each other. We got married. The story ended with a happy ending.

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