Amnesia Story Novels & Stories

he continued, “there’s another concern.” I swallowed. “What is it?” He explained it carefully. Rhett had an old hematoma in his brain. It had been there for a while. It was pressing on nerves. The accident caused secondary trauma. The pressure had increased. I listened, my hands clenched. “It affects memory,” he said. The words hit me hard. At that moment, I realized the confusion I noticed before was real. He wasn’t pretending “So his memory loss,” I said slowly, “it wasn’t an act.”

from raising his eyebrow it turns to furrow his forehead! "I don't remember." "Is that so? you don't remember me? I'm your ex." "Ex? sorry I have memories that I don't remember."- Mary Ann "Amnesia?" luckily her mood suddenly lights up and her tone becomes approachable "Yes, they told me its Lacunar Amnesia."- Mary Ann, she plays her hair while answering "Really, how are you?" "I'm okay."- Mary Ann "Can I sit here?" "Sure."- Mary Ann

She started, smiling as she took a deep breath. "Grandpa had the same amnesia and still can't remember if Mr. Ambrose had accompanied him to the business trip or not. Not to mention the defendant's workers who had all gone blank after having a strange drink, which was done by the cook who had run off ever since... and now, Miss Bella also suffers from amnesia?" Natasha Choi said as I could see the expression on the judge's face. I could see him writing something in his notes.

I'm so stupid! “Oh? So, you aren't really living in Tampa, Florida? You are just there because of her?” she asked after listening on the story I am telling her. “Yea, because of you.” She glared at me. “I am not her. This is not me.” She placed the newspaper in the table. “I didn't even had a car in my life and I never got into an accident like that!” “You had an amnesia, Christmas.” She suddenly stopped. “That is bullshit!”

“Yeah. I went over as soon as I heard from Karl that he had already woken up. Fortunately, he’s okay, and he’s holding up pretty well. However, there is one strange thing that happened…” “Come on. Tell it quicker, Maia. I’m dying over here,” Camille said with an exasperated voice. I scratched the back of my head. “He’s got Amnesia. Temporary Amnesia, to be precise.” “What? Are you pranking me or something?” I shook my head although she couldn't see me. “No! I wish I was, but that isn’t the case.” We both didn’t say anything for a while, and only Camille’s breaths were heard over the phone. “It really doesn’t sound like you’re joking.”

I said "Why? Don't you trust us?" Vanessa asked "No. Not like that." I said "Then what?" Clyde asked "I can't because I have no one," I confessed "What? We can't understand you! Look, Sophie! Just go straight to the point!" Drake said annoyed "I have a sick. I can't remember my childhood memories when I'm 8 years old. We went to different hospitals and professional doctors but all of them didn't know what sick I have. They didn't find any damage in my brain that will cause me to have amnesia." I said

"Where have you been? Why did you leave me? Do you have any idea how hard I've been looking for you?" The corners of my mouth twitched into a faint smile. I looked at him as if he were a total stranger. "I'm sorry, sir. Do I know you?" The color drained from his face, as if he had been slapped in front of the entire crowd. It was exactly what he had done to me—when he faked his amnesia, holding Angela close and declaring that she was his Donna. I didn't give him another look. I simply turned and took the arm of the man beside me.

‘At the look of things, I think she has amnesia,’ the doctor said. ‘Amnesia? What is that?’ Karen asked looking confused. ‘Amnesia is a post-traumatic condition that makes you forget things, and in the case of Miss Rotman, I think it is partial amnesia,’ the doctor explained. ‘Which means it could be worse,’ Pearl's stepmum asked. ‘Yes. Now, she has only forgotten a part of her life. Some people forget everything including their names. Her fall was quite fatal, so it is expected to happen,' the doctor said making my insides tighter.

“You see, this is a part of the problem. I don’t know myself anymore,” She sighed, clamping her fingers. “Well, that’s why you’re here so that I can help you figure out those missing puzzles that are messing with your self-awareness. The journey might be slow, Margot, but it will definitely be rewarding. So tell me, what is the cause of your amnesia?” “It’s a neurological amnesia. I had an accident two months ago,” I replied immediately. She flipped open a book and began to write furiously. “Have you gone for medical checkups?”

“I swear that girl is always giving me a headache for not calling me from time to time.” “I’ll let her know so she can call you,” Alex assured with a loving smile. "You know how Ashley can be once she concentrates so much on her studies. She sometimes tends to forget calling us." Alex watched as her mother then turned to her father and started talking about the diner that her sister, Vicky is running and is asking him when they can be able to go and have breakfast there. Her mother, who for the past four years had suffered Anterogade amnesia, where she only remembers events before the accident had happened.