Amnesia Custom Stories Novels & Stories

" He thought I still didn't know his amnesia was an act. He assumed that after seven days, he could use his 'illness' as an excuse, apologize to me, and everything would return to normal. But this hands-off boss had no idea that the company's most critical project had only seven days left before its deadline. The amount involved was enormous. If it wasn't delivered on time—or if something went wrong—he would have to pay a massive penalty. In the past, for the sake of the company's stability and his future, I would have chosen to endure it all in silence. But I was already exhausted. I wanted neither the company nor him anymore. Anthony subconsciously reached out to grab my hand, then remembe

the doctor explained. Her eyes widened. "Is that really possible, Doc?" she asked, curious. "Yes, Mrs. Samaniego. If a person experiences dissociative amnesia due to an accident, abuse, trauma, or highly stressful experiences, they can forget events from the past few days, months, or even years. Sometimes, they are predisposed to forget a specific person while remembering everyone else." Cyan pressed a hand against her chest. So that was why Zach’s greeting had been so strange. He thought she was her twin sister who had married him eight years ago—not her.

Adriel's phone rang, breaking the silence in his study. He answered, his voice firm. "Steven, what did you find out?" "Hey, boss. I have got some info on hyperamnesia," Steven said, his voice serious. "From what I gathered, hyperamnesia is a rare condition where a person's memory is...uhmm… altered. They might forget important details, or even entire chunks of their life." Adriel's grip on the phone tightened. "What do you mean by 'altered'?"

“I guess I should thank him for that.” Valencia looks at me like she doesn’t know what to think of me. “How…interesting.” She murmurs. “But you’re healed from the ordeal, aren’t you?” Is it wrong that I am enjoying this a little? “Kinda. I got a little amnesia now.” I chirp. “Amnesia?” She chokes. “Yeah. I forget Theon and Dr. Haeger when it rains because the bears screwed with my head with a magic room of doom. Oh, and I also see phantoms when I forget Theon. We call them my episodes.”

"Have you been satisfied?" Adel woke up from his place, sitting between those who had been waiting for him to wake up. Everything was finally one by one, telling his little story was not my concuss all this time. A complicated story. But, I like all of his channels, I'm the main character who fell asleep in Amnesia who I attacked. The fact that both parents with me are not my parents. But, our homes are loyal to our house. Then, Fathan he was not my best friend but my old brother who played a role in becoming my died, Nathan.

“Now don't you think you're creating your own story here, Trevor. I know for a fact that Adam isn't like that. He really has amnesia.” Trevor only sighed and didn't further comment on his own theories. “So what are you going to do now, Anastasia?” He asked her. Ana furrowed her brows. “What do you mean?” “Will you tell Jack or...Adam everything about the DNA results and about his past?” Jack stared at her and Ana didn't know what to do. With what she knew about amnesia from movies, it was always not advisable to force a person with amnesia to remember his or her past. It was said to lead to permanent damage to the brain.

His brows were tightly furrowed as he looked at the map on his phone. Seeing me, he grabbed onto me like a lifeline. "Excuse me, how do I get to Time Cafe?" I gave him directions like any helpful stranger would. "Turn left at the intersection ahead, and it's about three hundred feet down." "Okay, thank you." He thanked me and hurried away. Time Cafe. That was a little shop I had casually mentioned to him long ago, saying the name sounded nice. The convenience store clerk had been right. People who drank the amnesia water would forget their past completely. Even if they met someone they had known before, no memory would remain.

As I continued to share my story, the host's eyes filled with compassion and understanding. "Cynthia, I have to ask," she said gently. "What was going through your mind during that time? How did you cope with the pain and the trauma?" I took a deep breath, feeling a wave of emotions wash over me. "To be honest, I didn't cope well at all," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I tried to bury my feelings and move on, but it only made things worse. I started to experience amnesia, forgetting my painful memories until they came flooding back in unexpected ways."

"No, I wouldn't. Daddy only likes the bad lady. He lets her bully you, and he kicked you out of the bedroom and forced you to be a nanny. "If he really lost his memory, then how can he remember such a big company and all those complicated social connections but forget only you, Mommy?" That was right. Ambrose claimed he had amnesia, yet he hadn't forgotten his company or all the people in his network. The only thing he'd conveniently forgotten was me. I'd been in the business world for years and had seen all kinds of tricks, yet I'd actually fallen for such a shallow lie. I clenched my teeth and laughed at my own stupidity.

Just as I was about to turn and leave, Elisa suddenly shouted, "Leno, you're finally awake!" He lay in Elisa's arms, confused as he looked at the people around him. He struggled to sit up and asked, "Who are you?" When he turned his head and saw me, his gaze lit up instantly. "Flora Hall!" Leno was then taken back to the hospital for further examination. "The excessive dosage of wolfsbane has damaged Alpha Leno's brain and nerves, causing temporary amnesia. His memory has regressed to 15 years ago," a healer said.