Begin With Your Name Novels & Stories

"I remember everything, up till now. Everything that I' ve done. But… I just don't know who I am, or who I was... or if I ever was anyone, before." I swallowed hard. "Okay... What can I do to help? And please, don't call me Missy or anything." He smiled slightly. "No, you're fine. I think my name should start with a B," he paused briefly, looking into my eyes. "Bryce." I felt myself blush faintly. "Oh," I responded quietly. "That sounds familiar…" "Anyway, Bryce," he continued, "there's no easy way to put this, so I' m going to try."

I don’t know what signature is. “Okay, what is your name and surname?” he asked hastily. “Melissa Brant.” I replied, and he handed me a pen. “You can write the initials M B. can you spell your name?” he asked me yet further. I swallowed hard as I was ashamed to reveal the bitter truth. “No,” I snapped. The doctor had a huge grin, “You don’t worry. I am going to guide you. Now you write while I spell, m…” he started spelling.

"M-my name?" "Yes miss, your name is required if we are to carry forward with your application." "Erm..." I looked to the right and noticed a coupon for Betsy's Bakery. "My-my name is Betsy." I nodded as if I was confirming to myself it was indeed my name. "Surname?" "Roberts." I answered automatically. "Ok, thank you for your application, we will get back to you within 3 days, confirming appointment date and time-" "Can you contact me through email please?"

Nothing else. I held up the bowl. The Alpha jutted his chin. “Just put it down for now.” He told me his name, but all I could remember was Alpha. I didn’t even remember what pack he said. He didn’t look happy, so I wasn’t about to make small talk and ask for his name. “Yes, Alpha,” I mumbled and leaned over to put the bowl down. I sat back up, hands in my lap, eyes on my hands. “Enough procrastinating. Start from the beginning.”

A smile spread across Jessy's lips and then picked up the incoming call. *Hello, Beb* *Hello, what are you doing? Beb.* *I'm just about to go shopping, what are you doing?* *I was resting, then I looked at our photo that was on my laptop screen.every time I see your photo, I'm more excited to work.* *That sounds beautiful but we will continue our chat later, Ok.* *Can't you go shopping later? When I finish calling you?* *I can't, I'm in a hurry, Kyle.*

"I am here as the new Junior Front End Engineer." The receptionist looked at her without a word and proceeded to press some buttons on her computer. "Name?" "Autumn." "Autumn?" The receptionist raised her head to look at Autumn again, giving her a disapproving stare. "Do you not have a last name?" Though the receptionist sounded rude, she knew she had to be calm. It was her first day of work and she needed to be on her best behaviour, besides, it was her fault for not saying her last name first. She heaved a sigh to calm herself from reacting, and then, she replied. "It's Dax. Autumn Dax."

She mentioned a name, and the overly tense culprit peeped at us, guilt written all over her face. "0I'm sorry if you are offended, but I can't coexist with you without knowing your name. You know mine, so why shouldn’t I know yours? " I reasoned, drinking from her cup. She was being paranoid over a name. There was no harm in knowing her name. "Fine, but try not to call it too often. However, if you must, abbreviate it, please. You can call me Anna or Addy. There are a lot of Annas here by the way, so Addy should do it. "

he states the obvious. The lump in my throat stays there, I pause, chewing slowly. Then I answer after much thought, “No.” He nods, “I thought as much. You lost or you're running from someone?” “I want to start a new life here,” I answer immediately. Again, he nods like he understands. “The name is Walter,” he introduces himself, stretching his hand out. I place mine in his. “Nice to meet you too.” He lets out a dry laugh. “What's your name?”

After all, it was merely my initial day. Following the given instructions, I found myself amidst a gathering of silver-haired individuals. Momentarily taken aback, I swiftly regained my composure and respectfully bowed, addressing the assembly. "Good morning, esteemed individuals. My name is Avery, and today marks the commencement of my janitorial duties. May we all foster a harmonious relationship during our time together."

“What…is…your name?” “Nymeria.” And I have no idea why I add, “Yours?” “I…don’t…remember.”