Finding Memories Novels & Stories

she replied. "How are we going to do it? How will you get the exact memory I need?" I asked. "Do you have anything to anchor yourself to that memory? A place you remember, a date, something physical like an object you had that day… anything that is peculiar to that day will work. I will use that thread to find the memory linked to it. Be sure that it is linked to the correct memory or else if you get the wrong memory, I couldn't do anything," she remarked.

The more I try to remember, the more I forget,and the aches in my head got even worse every time I try. I could overhear Aiden telling the doctor, I can't remember anything, I wasn't much interested in their conversation, it was obvious I lost my memory,I don't even know who I am. "What is his name Aiden?" I asked. "He doesn't have a name yet,we wanted you to give him one" he said, walking towards me as the doctor and nurse took their leave. "He is so handsome," I said. "What about me mama?" Raymond asked. "Oh Ray,you are also handsome" I chuckled.

**** ~ Flashback ~ Before heading to the library, Evelina and Rissa are on their way to the opposite end of the class to the library. Evelina walks and she stops from her path, she just remembers that there was something she forgot. Seeing Evelina's reaction stop, Rissa asks her. "Eve, what's wrong? Is there anything you left in the classroom?" "No, I forgot something. That actually, I wanted to return the book in the library," she replied.

Damien Memory is a strange thing. People think it comes back like a movie. A full scene, complete with sound and color and the exact emotion of the moment. They think you sit down and remember the way you sit down and watch something on a screen. Mine came back like an ambush.

He moved to the machine, pressed three buttons, and then handed three metal helmets to my parents and Steve. “Mr. Zeller,” he explained carefully, “once the three of you sit down and put these helmets on, you’ll be able to view the subject’s memories through the built-in visual interface. Based on her brain activity, she’ll only be able to recall three memories. Anything beyond that is extremely dangerous and could cause brain damage, seizures, bleeding, or permanent memory loss.” “Three times is enough. The first one should be about Emily’s disappearance. She definitely knows something,” Steve said impatiently as he grabbed a helmet and sat down beside me.

Don't be stupid—" But before he could finish his little speech, Michael's voice boomed from the stage. He said slowly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, "Actually, I already knew Aurora was at that party." The whole room froze. Audrey, my parents, and even I were stunned. Wait. Did that mean he remembered me that night? Even under the influence of the drug? My chest tightened as a bad feeling prickled at me. Audrey, though, thought Michael was finally speaking in her defense. Her chin lifted high again, her voice smug and loud.

He argued with me. “Look, as soulmates, she’ll feel the pull, too. Once she learns what we are, she’ll understand. Nothing will go wrong, she just needs to spend time with us. With her losing her memories, we are now on even footing with Zach.” I told him. “Dude, that’s a fucked up way to think with her not being able to remember anything.” He said. “That may be true, but it’s the reality of the situation.” I explained.

Xander demystified. If he observed clearly, he would have noticed the fear in my eyes which I quickly hid with my usual coldness. "Okay!" I breathed. "That's not at all scary," I added with evident sarcasm. "Now, how is it going to work?" I asked. "We believe that the cerebrum stores all the memories. Only that the recent past and the present ones are much stronger than the ones for the long past which we are going to try and find then the machine will record them."

April opened her eyes and realised she was dreaming. She wouldn't exactly call it a dream, no, it was as though those memories she had long forgotten were coming back to her. Before she had the strange dream, she didn't even remember that she once searched for a mysterious doctor or a mysterious doctor once saved her. The only thing she remembered was clutching the pinky finger of a doctor whose face wasn't even revealed, she was begging him to save her. Now that she thought about it, she found it really strange. Why did she not remember searching for a doctor? Why could she not see that doctor's face? Why were those memories suddenly coming to her like a dream? Why did she forget about that

My fingers caressed the colored notes in my hands and the familiar feeling of longing overwhelmed me. FLASHBACK NARRATIVE ~16 years ago~ *Aidan's Elementary School* A little boy ran into the class of about fifteen kids. "Y'all!" He called the attention of his mates. "I heard 'boo hoo' couldn't get his fees paid. Boo-hoo!" He went to stand in front of a petite boy of around the same age as himself, blocking the little boy's view and taking his books from him.