Amnesia Game Pewdiepie Novels & Stories

" Her voice cracked. "Not exactly. It's a bit more complex. He has retrograde amnesia, which means he's having difficulty recalling memories from before the accident. But there's something... unusual." The doctor explained. "Unusual? What do you mean?" Andrea asked. "In most cases of retrograde amnesia, the memory loss is more generalized. But in Jayden's case, there's a very specific exception. He seems to remember Miss Monalisa very clearly." "Yes, Monalisa "He remembers only her" Andrea sighed.

He kissed me on the cheek and left. "Are you really okay? Why did you cry? That jerk did something right?" Peggy is still mad so I sighed deeply and took the courage to talk. "Can you three hear me out?" The three exchanged glances and nodded. "You know, before I entered high school, I had an accident. They said I was in a coma for 6 months. When I woke up, I can't remember what happened. My parents and my siblings didn't want to talk about it either. I can remember some of my memories before the accident but not all of them. I also forgot some of the people I have interacted with before. They said it's selective amnesia. The doctors said it was me who locked those memories. I tried so hard

As the time passed, all the Gabriels arrived in their house. “What's with the sudden meeting? Is Amara made up her mind for her revenge?” Agatha's mother asked. “Well, she's alive. We were right all along,” Amethyst mentioned with sarcasm. “You're all here,” Amara said as her father was also with her. “What are we gonna talk about?” Amethyst's father asked. Amara took a deep sigh before she started. “I had amnesia,” she said aloud. All of them stopped and turned silent as soon as Amara said that. When she glanced at each of them, she saw how stunned they were.

She wasn’t ready to face Amelia yet. When we met at the hospital, we rushed to find Healer Eve. She was standing outside the door to Amelia’s room, blocking us from entering. “What’s this about, Eve?” Dad asked. Eve sighed. “You should know before you go in. Amelia is suffering from amnesia. There is a very likely chance that she won’t remember you. She doesn’t even seem to remember herself. I’m hoping seeing you will trigger something, but I need you to be prepared that it might not.”

Don't you think I would know? Amnesia, all memories fade until they disappear Where have you gone? I try to forget it every time I see you, I see you I thought I could do it without it Now I know I need you, I need you This is turning into some kind of fucking amnesia, I need you Memories fade away Love is so crazy So break me and do it again tomorrow I almost forgot who we are I'll let you drive me crazy for another day Isn't this love madness, madness?

After I had attended my sister’s grad, I was happy at least I was able to clear my head off the incident at the office. But I was still scared to resume work, who else will embarrass me like the way phoebe did. Hmmm, I need to stay away from Mr. Lucas. I agree with her. I think it’s too early to be in a situation like this one.

It so happened that the order was placed under my phone number. As covered-up as he was, I recognized the man right away. It was Calvin's assistant. In other words, the entire thing had been staged by Calvin. At last, text appeared on the large screen. "Like the birthday present I got you, Calvin? "Oh, I forgot to mention, I never lost my memories. "I remember everything you said and did." The crowd erupted in an uproar, and the guests' frenzied discussion swept across the hall like a tidal wave.

“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.

*Enough to know that if I tell you everything right now, you'll leave. The words won't stop circling. I turn them over the way I used to turn over spreadsheets that didn't balance, looking for the line where the numbers stopped making sense. Except this isn't a spreadsheet. This is a man who flinched at a name, who moved like muscle memory instead of relearned instinct, who just told me...as close to plainly as he's willing to get... that the amnesia isn't the whole truth. I set the glass down without drinking from it.

"Sorry doesn't fix it." "No. It doesn't." "Then why are you here?" I looked at Elara, then back at her father. "Because I'm trying to understand what I did wrong so I never do it again. And because your daughter is giving me a chance I don't deserve. I owe it to both of you to face what I've done." Mr. Chen sat back. "Elara says you have amnesia." "Yes." "Convenient." "That's what everyone says. But it's not. I have to piece together three years of my life from videos and emails and other people's memories. It's like watching someone else destroy everything good in his life and knowing that person is you."