Amnesia: A Machine For Pigs Novels & Stories

“Kung may naalala siguro ako baka alam ko ‘to. Ikaw, alam mo ba Blue?” “Special kasi,” walang kagana-gana niyang sagot. “Bakit nga special?” pangungulit ni Sadako. “Hayan ka na naman sa curiosity mo. Amnesiac na curious naman ngayon.” “Ikaw kaya magkaroon ng amnesia. Ang hirap kaya.” “Nangangatwiran pa. Amnesiac na nga makulit pa.” Nakabusangot na nanahimik ang amnesiac na makulit.

He whispered. Dr. Laurent smiled. Finally. Someone intelligent enough to understand. “We were preserving consciousness.” He answered softly. Everything paused. Victor looked sick again. Amara felt cold all over. No. No no no. Then memories hit her harder than before. Children crying inside white rooms. Doctors injecting strange chemicals. Machines connected to their heads. And one sentence repeating over and over: “Subject A carries the stable memory core.” Amara stumbled backward instantly. Adrian caught her immediately. “Hey.” He said softly.

Xander demystified. If he observed clearly, he would have noticed the fear in my eyes which I quickly hid with my usual coldness. "Okay!" I breathed. "That's not at all scary," I added with evident sarcasm. "Now, how is it going to work?" I asked. "We believe that the cerebrum stores all the memories. Only that the recent past and the present ones are much stronger than the ones for the long past which we are going to try and find then the machine will record them."

In most cases, you still have the memories but can’t access them. Her kind of amnesia would be retrograde dissociative amnesia, and this affects finding old memories. It’s like a glitch or error that would keep her from accessing or checking out a specific memory. People with dissociative amnesia do not realize they have gaps in their memory, and that is exactly what I’m hoping for. This can last until memory loss affects part of their sense of identity or if someone brings up or asks something a person knows they should remember but can’t.

All I knew was I was scared shitless of this beast in front of me. “Poor little Aria, a waste of space slut, good for nothing, I should’ve never kept you.” She spat vehemently, winding herself up further. “I thought about it all day and there’s no way you have amnesia; you’re still the same pathetic girl who can’t keep her legs closed. What a pity that you lied to me. I don’t know how you fooled the doctor and everyone else, but you can’t fool me little girl.” “I can’t remember fucking anything! You think this is some sick game I’m playing!” I yelled back after finding my inner strength.

Lucy shook her head, calmly explaining: "The very first day we saw Declan again and heard Alex talk about selective dementia, I've found the information about it. I even went to the hospital to see a professor of neurology and psychology to ask. And those two professors gave me the answer. It is not simply a person with amnesia. I think Fidelia has learned about it as well." "Can you be more specific about it?" Anna crossed her arms over her chest and suggested, listening attentively to Lucy's explanation. Lucy cleared her throat and said thoughtfully, "Well, from a psychological point of view, this phenomenon is called amnesia. Forgetting is explained by four types of reasoning: regressive

she asked through tears. I didn't know. That was exactly why I wanted my memory back. "But, Ninong," I said, "my memories came back. So why can't I remember what happened in Cebu? Why did my memories of Christina and my family return, but my memories of Jheanne disappear?" "Maybe because of selective amnesia. Your brain is choosing what to remember and what not to. For example, you remember going to Cebu for a vacation, but you don't remember what happened there or why you suffered the head injury.

I stared at Killian who nodded and began to explain. “Selective amnesia is a form of memory loss in which a person loses specific memories while keeping back others, and this is often related to particular events or time periods. This condition can be triggered by trauma, stress, or psychological factors, and typically, the memories lost are those associated with emotionally distressing or significant experiences.

"This may sound crazy, but I can't remember anything from the last two years. It's as if I somehow travelled directly into the future. " Abigail waited for the woman's judgmental stare, but it didn't come. Natasha didn't seem fazed by her insane honesty. "Mrs. Reed, you are definitely not insane. You have suffered from selective amnesia." "What?" Abigail was dumbfounded. Amnesia. Why didn't she consider it? "In such a case, the patient suffers partial memory loss, which will seem as though one has traveled through time directly into the future. But that's not the case; they just simply lost some of their memories," Natasha explained it to her.

Emma asked, not turning from the stove. “I think so. But I can’t remember them once I wake up.” I poured coffee, the mug warm against my palms. “It’s like my brain is trying to tell me something.” Maggie closed her laptop. “That’s actually normal with amnesia. Your subconscious retains more than your conscious mind. The memories are there, just locked away.” “You took psychology too?” “Minor. Mostly I just read a lot.” She stood, stretching. “I’m riding out to check the north fence line after breakfast. Want to come?”