The first item on the page caught his eye. Erik had never entered any competition of any kind but this one was special. The prize was a brand new state-of-the art but easy to use camera.
It was simple enough as well. All that was required was to fill in contact details and send a photograph. Erik could do that! He was sure he could. In fact he was going to. He cut out the form and carefully wrote his name, age and address. There was even a self addressed envelope provided to the attention of Jeremy Bradley at The Argus. The only problem was the photograph. Erick did not own a camera and he had no photographs except for a couple of faded shot of his parents. He remembered his mother well. She had died when he was ten, he was not sure exactly what had happened as since the accident his memory had been reluctant to retrieve information but he had a warm feeling in his mind whenever he thought of her. Occasionally a memory would be triggered but never was he able to retrieve a whole chapter at once and only shreds made it