Baca Novel Memorize Novels & Stories

she seems determined to make me fail this one. "Good. I'll choose a page of the book and you will have to recite it for me!" It was fair to the girls because they read the book on the week of the test, but she's trying to fuck me up. And she would if I didn't have a photographic memory. "Let's start. Chapter 27, page 389!" It's a huge book, with 752 pages. Watering my lips with my tongue, I began to recite every single word of it.

"Ms. Lloyd, your package is here." At her doorstep, she signed for the parcel. It was a vial of memory-erasing potion along with a manual. "Once consumed, all memories will be erased permanently. Please use with caution."

Don had brought the notebook from the bedroom, which was itself a signal: the contents were ready to be shared. Ernest looked at him. "I'm listening." Don opened the notebook. He did not read from it—Ernest could see that he was using it as a reference, checking his own thinking against what he had written. Don did not need to read from the notebook to remember what he had found. The notebook was not a script. It was a record. The record confirmed that the memory was accurate.

I could not remember exactly what I had memorized during lunch. I tried to write a formula on paper and answered a math problem. Still, I could not get the right answer. I scratched my head and relearned the lesson I had memorized this afternoon. The next day, I did the same. I went to the library to study for the next lesson but sometimes, I would go back to the first lesson so I would not forget it. When the class was dismissed later that afternoon, I left the classroom and then hurried to the library.

"You remember?" "Yes, that is my name. How did you know that?" "Do you remember your surname?" "Genesis Leticia Roseburg." I said instinctively. "Genesis Leticia Roseburg?" "You remember." "But how?" I was so confused myself. "I never knew it. Only now when you called me Genesis. How so?" "It's part of the memory gaining tactics. Sometimes you just need a key word, and you will remember so much." "The way you said it... promise me, Genesis."

! IMPORTANT ! (AUTHOR NOTE): Hi everyone! The GoodNovel APP version does not support formats (e.g. bold, italics etc), meaning this chapter might be a little difficult to understand at first. To make it easier, I've now added '*" to speech that is being said ONLY in Aria's head (as a memory of her past). In future chapters, I will also be using single quotes ' for just things Aria says to herself internally. An author note reminder will be added to the next chapter it's used, which hopefully assists in reading/understanding what's happening.

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"Because once the memory extractor starts, the high-frequency pulses will make every bone in your body feel like it has been crushed a thousand times over. After that, you will not get another chance to explain yourself." My face went white. I thrashed against the hands holding me. "Claire, no! "You cannot extract my memories!" Claire seized my wrist, her teeth clenched. "Now you're afraid? "Too bad. "I have to get justice for Lily." Tears blurred my vision. "Claire, please listen to me. My memories cannot be shown. You will regret this." Claire laughed once, sharp and bitter. Her eyes were bloodshot when she leaned closer. "Regret?

Before this table. Something I don’t yet understand, but that my body recognizes. And that look. That look she gives me unwittingly. Like a burn. Like a memory. A flash runs through me. A dim light. Rumpled sheets. Warm skin. A name whispered in the shadows. But everything is blurry. Distant. Like drowned underwater. I furrow my brows. Why is this memory so blurry? Why is it coming back now? Lucas breaks the moment. — And your car, Alexandre? How are you recovering from your accident two months ago?

“Tessa.” “I need to get to the library,” I say and make a U-turn, shuffling down the hallway like Uzain Bolt. If I am fast enough, I will make a photocopy of the chapters we will be reading today. I can get the whole novel later. Ben used a photocopy for The Old Man And The Sea, I should be allowed to do the same for this text.