Brain Explodes Novels & Stories

No other races could enter and remain sane. Creed's mind went fuzzy after witnessing a headless guy moving on his feet. Though there was a plethora of weird stuff going on inside Glitch, this was the first time he saw a human being in a shape like that. Creed did not understand how could he come at him when he had neither senses nor a brain. Creed immediately cursed his bad luck and also his biology teacher for not teaching him that humans don't even need brains.

"Ava, you are not broken. You are brave. How many people go through what you went through and choose to smile again? You are special. You fought for yourself, and your friends until the last minute. You have always put your family first, I don't know a better-functioning 23-year-old" "As I have told you, It's just different parts of your brain reacting", Catherine took out a piece and drew a rough 4 parts of the brain explaining how it performs. "It's your Brainstem which is responsible for basic reactions like temperature, heartbeat, etc, not realizing it's after two years now. It just remembers the feeling of a person attacking from behind and reacting just like what was stored in it. It d

Somehow the flames stayed contained at his body, never catching the rug on fire, just frying what was directly beneath him. In a matter of moments, he was gone, and all that remained was a pile of sickly gray ash. My brain cramped. It felt like somebody had stepped on it, fixed it, and then twisted around in it, like looking for beetles in the dirt. Thoughts rained down on me, pelting my sore and abused brain like rocks on a windshield, cracking a layer of glass that I hadn't even been aware was there. Looking through it, I could see what was on the other side.

then turns to Will with a small frown. “I noticed Alexa gets to attend only two classes everyday…why?” He asked. Will also fasten his seatbelt. “Well that’s because something happened to her when she was 7 and it affected her brain” Will replied. “Elaborate!” “She had an accident when she was 7 and hit her head on a small rock… The doctor said she’s fine and her body looks healthy… but not her mental health….so he advised we shouldn’t let her overuse her brain because if her brain is put under pressure… the external stimulus will make her brain short of oxygen.. and will make her pass out!” Will explained.

"The migraines that usually knocked me unconscious whenever I used the fire when we were younger seems to have reduced. No, reduced is not the right word. After that night, anytime I try to use the magic, the migraines still send me to my knees and make me feel like my brain is going to explode but I'm able to stay conscious, even if it's for a short while." "Maybe it's a sign that you were never supposed to use the ability in the first place and you might not wake up from using it one of these days."

Ignorance was certainly not bliss in her case, Penny thought with a wry smile. If she had not been so appallingly ignorant in the first place this might never have happened. She pulled herself up sharply. Nothing had happened yet, but no doubt that could be accounted for quite easily... Nerves, over fatigue, the sudden change in her way of living. She was imagining all these things. It was all her guilty conscience, she told herself severely. This was fates way of paying her for doing wrong.

Edward stated the obvious. Johnny nodded for him to explain further, it seems the tension in the room just heightened, I mean to the degree where it was feeling, the type that sent chills down people's spines and brought crazy goosebumps. That's the type. "Well if it is what I think it is... The explosion and blackout brought back memories that were supposedly suppressed, her mind couldn't contain the blockage so it sent her body into a state of shock..." Edward explained further. "And?." "Her brain could get fried, if we don't find a way to wake her up soon, I'm thinking this memories were painful ones which are better off forgotten..." Edward said emotion etched in his voice.

Logan says, sitting inside the private den of the pack's top medical genius. "Your brain scan shows absolute zero physical damage, Alpha Pierce," Dr. Frank answers, shaking his head at the test results. "By all medical accounts, your memory simply vanished after that high fever on the ocean boat. Your symptoms are incredibly special because no other amnesia patient experiences these violent headaches when trying to look backward. Next week, my boots will travel to a grand shaman seminar across the sea to ask international experts for help."

I waited in the hallway, my stomach in knots, Liora pacing restlessly in my mind. Finally, the door opened. Dr. Steve gestured me inside. My mother sat on the examination table, looking small and frightened. I went to her side, took her hand. Dr. Steve pulled up images on a large screen. X-rays. Brain scans. Areas highlighted in red. "Ms. Moonhollow." His voice was serious. "Your mother has a significant injury to her brain. Specifically, the Broca's area the part responsible for speech production." I stared at the screen. "What caused it?"

It’s time to share the defect that has defined my life—the weakness my mother has exploited to keep me under her thumb while my brothers were promoted. “It’s a traumatic brain injury. I’ve had it since I was eight. It results in these cluster migraines that can level me for days. I’ve seen every specialist from London to Naples. I’ve had surgeries, experimental blocks, everything. Nothing fixes the wiring. Some things are just broken, Ledger.” Zli’s fingers go still. I can feel the tension return to his body. “How did it happen? You said you were a child.”