That First Sign...

"Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it."

I remember that first 'sign' ; It's ingrained in my memory, like a fossil in a stone.

I was a 'grade A' student, 'Gifted and Talented' they said. I done well in every exam, I done well in every test. I got out, what I put in.

Until one day..

Business Studies. A lesson I thrived in, A lesson I enjoyed. I was headed for the big guns, headed for top grades - success.

Until then..

The Test. A piece of paper in front of me, A pen in my hand. I could hear scribbling and scrawling all around me. The clock was ticking.

My head - Empty.

I sat, and I sat. I racked my brains - nothing was coming, but I'd worked hard. I'd prepared. The bell rings.

My page - Empty.

Questions flew through my head, like a tornado through a storm.

What had happened? Why was my mind blank? What was going on?

But it was the 'sign' .. That first 'sign'.

If only I knew, what lay ahead.