Before Your Memory Fades Novels & Stories

Without realizing, a small, almost unnoticeable smile had formed on his face. … “NO! NOO! PLEASE! SUIT! PLEASE!” Anderson stood by the side screaming at the top of his lungs. Slowly the people begun to fade. “Please, Suit! Anything but this memory, please!” Anderson by the side continued to beg. The memory was the first time he had met his wife Mary, and it was one of the most precious memories, if not the most precious one he had. None of that mattered because that was what Suit had chosen to take and it was fading, fast. There was nothing Anderson could do but beg and shout and curse. Yet no matter what he did, it was not stopping the process.

Aris began to attach the sensors to my temples, his hands shaking. "Elara, listen to me," Aris said, leaning in close. "Once you’re in there, the Syndicate will know. They’ll try to 'De-Fragment' you. You have to stay focused on one thing: the **Memory of the First Day**. The moment you created him. That is the 'Anchor' that they can't delete." "I'm ready," I said. Aris hit the "Execute" command. The world didn't explode. It **dissolved**.

Zach and I simply were not suitable for each other. Zach recalled his earlier message and sent a new one. [I shouldn’t have said that last part. I don't want Ruby to see it. She’s pregnant and tends to overthink things. Just treat what I said as something that needs to be handled. I’ll make it up to you in three years with the rest of my life.] I could not help but let out a laugh. Two minutes later, he recalled that message too.

𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙮. 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜�

He begins to fade. To disappear. Like he was never really there. But before he does “One more thing,” he says. I wait. “Do not underestimate them.” “You already made that mistake once.” That’s a reminder I don’t need but won’t forget. “Next time,” I say quietly, “I won’t.” Silence. He’s gone. Completely. The room feels empty without him. But not quiet. Not really. Now my mind is moving. Fast. Sharp. Focused.

PHOEBE I spent the entire night tossing and turning, my mind trapped in a chaotic, unending loop of ocean-blue eyes and haunted confessions. Highly Superior Autobiographical Memory. The man literally couldn’t forget a single bad day if he tried. Every slight, every grief, every scratch on a wall or tone of voice was locked away in his brain in permanent, unyielding high-definition. It was mind-blowing, it’s exciting yet I could guess how exhausting it might also be. I couldn’t even remember what I’d eaten for breakfast last Thursday, and my entire childhood before the age of ten was just a blank, velvety void of nothingness—a biological mercy file my brain had apparently decided to delete fo

Danny stated as he leaned forward. “Of course, it wouldn’t work if it took time to activate m.” Robert stated nonchalantly. “What exactly does it do?” I asked with a raised brow. Robert looked at Bella with a sly smirk as he spoke. “Let’s just say that when she finally comes to her senses she will be a little confused.” My brows furrowed at his horrible explanation. “So we won’t have to erase her memories again?” Danny asked. “As long as we always act fast we will never have to physically erase her memories again.” He stated nonchalantly. “How fast is fast?” I inquired as I rubbed Bella’s hair.

I want to know how to make you smile more. “Don’t mind me. It’s just me and my silly thoughts…” He trailed off a bit before responding to my question. “My wife used to add the same amount of honey in her tea. Seeing you do the same made me feel happy for a moment.” I saw Lucas’ eyes tear up, but he quickly wiped the droplets away in the guise of running his hand through his hair. “Every time I see, hear, or smell things that remind me of her, the empty feelings in my heart fades for a while, but then I feel miserable afterwards when I realize she’s never coming back.”

I didn’t know what was happening because it was as if they were being erased all over again. Each time I looked at the memory it kept fading and I began to panic because I didn’t want the memories to go. I circled around searching before the room was filled with darkness and my body was numb. Something was wrong. I could feel it. I closed my eyes trying to calm myself before Adam’s voice rang louder in my ears making me wipe the tears off before looking at him.