Who am I?

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I woke up with a splitting headache.Where am I?
Wait, who am I?
I sat up and looked around. I think I'm in a cementary.
I looked at the stone nearest to me. It looked new.
It was.
Courtney Eaton.
That name sounds familiar. But from where?
I stood up and left the cementary. It was starting to creep me out.
I walked into town. I stopped in front of a music store for a second. In the crowd, staring at me was a guy with blonde hair. Woah. Deja vu.
I freaked out a little and continued walking.I didn't see him following me, so I relaxed.
I need to figure out who I am.

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