Novel & Cerita Brain Explodes

Then he smelled something and saw that oil was leaking. "Everyone clear out right now! It's going to blow!" Colin shouted. He and Carl run with Robyn a safe distance and the car blew in orange and blue flames. He checked for a pulse on Robyn's arm and got it. He wanted to cry,glad that she was alive. A hematoma was forming on her forehead and she had a burst lip. Her nose looked kind of broken too. "Robyn! My love wake up!" Beau was crouched beside her.

His hands flew to grab his hair and fisted them. "Blake was right?! But how? Why? What happened to her?" Jack panicked. He was thinking for people to have such things as losing their memories, they would usually have a bad fall causing head or brain injuries. In his assessments of Brianna, she is a healthy person to suffer such illness or abnormality. Lucien stared at the portrait.

I sit on the balcony’s floor and placing the champagne next to me. The starlight shining, they were so bright and fill the empty sky. Dwell on the beauty of life, watch the stars and see yourself running with them, my grandma always says those words every time I’m having a bad day. I think that we are like stars. Something happens to our life and we think we are dying and about to explode, but we’re actually turning into a supernova. And then when we look at ourselves again, we see that we’re suddenly brighter than we ever were before.

I stubbornly push my head out through his underarm and stare in the direction of the explosion. My car! There was a bomb in Lily's car? "Are you okay?" "Did anything get hurt?" Random questions from strange voices fill my head. I stir and slowly lift up from the ground. "You two should go to the security unit and report the offender." Another person suggested. My eyes are still glued to the fire; I'm not lying on the floor at an accident scene anymore. I'm at a plane crash. I can see bodies burning. Images of smiley faces intercept my thoughts. A man and woman, a young girl, and a child that I feel is me. Images of the same family at the dining of a strange house fill my head. More images fi

That only leaves one thing on the brain. When will it all implode?

I had no memory at all. I overworked the little guys in my head by trying so darn hard to remember something, anything. Come on, stupid brain, never turning up for me when I need you. I swear I'm convinced there is a beef between my brain and I. Whenever it is time to think of something important or something useful, it goes dead but when I don't need to think of anything, boom! All the thoughts flow freely right through me, I'm a walking encyclopedia, the one who knows it all, I'm the knowledgeable chosen one.

HOW DARE HE THINK HE CAN BRUTALISE ME THIS WAY! I combust, like an inner mind implosion all over again, and everything goes black this time, as my brain gives out completely.

She was growing curious to know what is that the doctor wanted to talk to him alone! Here outside the room, the doctor gaped Max's face and uttered, "She is alright and you can definitely take her home. No big issues. But you see she hurt her head so try not to stress her. It can effect her. There are possibilities that she may start experiencing brain zaps" Max bit his lips. Brain zaps are electrical shock sensations in the brain. Though they are not harmful, and they don't cause any damage to the brain but a person can be very in pain.

The woman said sweetly to him, doing a complete one-eighty from how she spoke to me. “Yes Aria, I’m Doctor Smith. Well, there was brain trauma which is why it took so long for you to wake up, you had a pretty nasty bruise on the back of your head from blunt force trauma.” He turned to the nurse and said, “it’s possible to have amnesia after such nasty hit.” He opened his mouth to continue talking when the blonde man ran back in the room and thrust the cup of water at my face. “Thank you,” I whispered before grabbing the cup and slowly sipping it. When I finished, I crumpled the paper cup until my knuckles turned white. Why the fuck was this happening to me? Who are these people?

Philip’s hand paused briefly in the motion, but he quickly resumed and withdrew the needle, pressing down on the puncture site. He stood up. “Diego, do you know? The human brain is the most complex organ—bar none. It’s incredibly intelligent and self-preserving. When someone is under extreme emotional stress or psychological collapse, the brain activates a self-protection mechanism. Miss McKenna has likely gone through something unimaginably traumatic. Her brain has reached a limit far beyond the average person’s endurance. In fact, if it were anyone else, they would’ve gone insane already.” He glanced at Diego and, seeing that his emotional state was still stable, began packing up the equip