A Walk To Remember Novels & Stories

I will, Adrian. My last memory of you… I would never forget it.

"Happy to see me? I'm your coworker now!" "It's so good to have you here." I smiled and pulled her in for a hug, feeling glad to have a friend by my side at work. "By the way, how much do you remember about the past?" she curiously asked after we let go. I frowned and tried to recall, but a lot of memories were missing. Seeing my troubled expression, she gently explained, "You took a memory loss pill and forgot many things. If you can't remember, don't force it."

“Is this what she called a huge amount of money?” He quickly walked out and picked up his phone from the chair. “Where are you?” “Can we meet now?” He put the phone in his breast pocket, and descend the stairs as fast as he could. She came out a minute later, and looked around for him, but since she didn’t find him, she went out and walked down the street. ************* Seeing the Brook’s hospital main entrance gate from afar, Tasha stopped walking. She turned to go back, but she stay, motivating herself.

Barack commented the obvious while watching them walking a little distant from us. I took a glance at the smiling man beside me before I intertwined our fingers. "Thank you," I uttered. I couldn't thank him more for supporting us and loving my son as if it was his. He was the understanding man that I always admired. He then tightened the grip of my hand and showed a sweet smile before we started to step our foot on the tiled floor. 'Welcome home, Amber Louise Yzabelle Ferrer,' I said at the back of my head. Welcome to the land where you left a lot of memories.

(PRIMROSE POV) Saturday morning, Youhe and i chose to take a walk in the beautiful garden that Luhan andi once went to. I was still able to support him because even though he had been resting for a few days, he still wasn't his body may be shocked. That's what Luhan will leave to me.

I thought he remembered that it was where we first met, where I threw myself in front of him during the avalanche, where I held onto him in the freezing dark and kept telling him not to be afraid. But he did not remember. Or perhaps he had never cared enough to remember. When I got home, Cassian called me. The noise behind him sounded like a tavern. “Serena, Derek and the others are throwing me a bonding eve gathering. I’m not coming back.” I paused for two seconds. “All right.” They had already been holding this so-called bonding eve gathering for three days. At one in the morning, I still could not sleep, so I scrolled through updates. Derek had posted a nine-photo grid with the caption: O

After I started college, my mother announced that she would be giving me my living expenses in installments. "Hank, you're grown up now. To teach you how to manage your money, I've decided to give you your living expenses in installments." At first, I assumed she meant she would send my allowance once a month. At worst, maybe once a week. But on the day I checked in, she walked around the cafeteria, then transferred $6.80 to my bank account. I stared at her in confusion. "Mom, you sent the wrong amount." She shook her head with a smile. "Silly boy, that's your lunch money for today. I already picked out the cheapest meal for you. Just get the set lunch from that place. From now on, you

At the party the night before our wedding, I came across a couples' challenge post online: [If I weren't an option, who would you most want to marry?] I smiled as I asked my fiance, Julian Hayes. He didn't hesitate. "Vivian." Vivian Bennett was my younger sister. My best friend chimed in. "Honestly, Vivian does understand him best. Every time you two fight, she's the one who stays up talking to Julian until dawn." Vivian reached over and gave him a playful punch on the chest. "Better keep your fiance in line, sis. Can't have him pining after me all the time." The whole table erupted in laughter. My mother, Margaret Bennett, gave an amused tsk. "It's just a joke. Besides, Vivian never complai

I couldn’t see him, until he climbed down the car. The memory tightened painfully inside my chest. My chest contacted painfully thinking those memories, and remembering him. The rain around me grew heavier. I could feel the cold breeze on my skin. My skin goosebumped, still I kept walking, going further without a destination with noone, but a sour memory which couldn't happen again. I still remembered the shock of cold water and the embarrassment that burned hotter than the rain itself. Before I could stand, Charlie was already beside me. “Are you hurt?”

Although not cold enough to puff a smoke when talking. It was the time of the year that their neighborhood had gone silent, as if everyone went to hibernate and prepared for months of snowy season. The streets were clean, void of any presence outside. Almost like a ghost town only if it weren’t for the lively decorations each house has. Ren continued his little trip, walking carelessly, there was a spring in his step and he was humming happily. He planned to go to the plaza or to a public court. He wants to go there because that’s where mostly children bigger than him can be found. And for some reason, people are always cheering whenever he arrives, although he’s not the one they’re cheering