Short stories: Memory loss

My name is Stacy Johnson and I was hit by the Christina Mcmann storm. I'm in recovery now. Christina Mcmann is a tall, milk chocolate colored beast with big boobs and long jet-black hair hanging from her head. Christina stands six feet tall. She can do and say whatever she wants. Her father is the owner of some expensive restaurant. I guess he brings home wheel barrels full of money because Christina is always draped in new flashy jewelry, new clothes and new shoes. The summer that she came into my life is one that I'll never forget. I was feeling fresh on a June day hanging out at the local park with my friend Gina. We were just walking and talking about our boyfriends, summer jobs and our dreams. Gina and I both just graduated high school and we were in that funny transition from teenager to adult phase. Christina was jogging in the park that day. When we found her lifeless body lying in the grass she had on workout clothes and Walkman ear phones on.Gina noticed her first."Stace, look at that girl laying on the grass." Gina said pointing in the direction of the body."Oh" I said glancing over at the body. "I guess she's resting or something.""No Stace, I think that girl fainted." Gina said worried"You tripping, that girl is just acting crazy." I said"OK, Stacy when you see on the news tonight that they've found a dead girl in Hamilton Park I'll say I told you so.""Fine, well you go check to see if she's breathing then." I suggested"Nope" Gina replied"Oh, now you not worried when I ask you to do something."I began to walk toward the body. Gina followed."This is crazy" I said to Gina as we made our way through the grass.We both stood over the body."She looks dead." Gina blurted"Shhh!" I put my finger to my mouth "She probably can hear you saying that.""Ma'am are you okay?" I asked the body"Excuse me miss" Gina spoke to the body alsoGina and I both shook our heads."She ain't breathing." Gina said to me."I know, we have to call somebody." I said in a shaky voiceWe were scaredGina pulled her cell phone from her handbag. She dialed 911."Yeah, it's this girl laying down and she ain't breathing, we think she fainted." Gina turned away from the body as she spoke with the 911 operator.The paramedics got to the park quick.We stood back and watched as they checked her. One of the paramedics walked over to us. He was a tall white guy."Your friend is still breathing, it looks as if she had a dizzy spell and clasped. We're going to take her over to Saint Anthony Hospital."We