Finding Memories Novels & Stories

"Haru, we know you're not ready to remember your memories. You will be harder on yourself. We'll just explain everything to you when you're okay." "Do you think I will get better? Do you think I can live long? If we all knew I wouldn't live long!" Kian angrily faced his sister and shouted at her. "When we say you will be healed, you will be healed! Because we won’t let you get lost! Mom and I still want to be with you for a long time even if you don’t remember us who we are in your life Haru! I know and your heart knows who we are in your life."

“These past few days, ever since I started working for Phoenix, random memories suddenly pop into my mind, and then my head hurts. Sometimes, I even dream about them. I don’t understand why this is happening now. Why not a year and a half ago when I was desperately trying to remember my past? Why now, when I’ve already given up on trying to remember?” Blaze shrugged. “Maybe because Phoenix was a big part of your life before. Being with him every day could be triggering your memories to resurface.” He added, “You see, the brain is complex—it understands, it adapts, and it remembers. If something happens to it, it may forget thousands or even millions of memories. But they’re still there, just

The only thing making noise was his fingers as they tapped on the keyboard. "Do you remember everything?" he asked after a while, his gaze still on the computer screen. "No." I told the truth. After I got back my energy, I tried recollecting my memories but failed. Anytime I force myself to remember something, my head starts hurting. I talked to Dr. Kedeva about this, and he said I shouldn't force myself to remember everything because it might cause complications for me. He did promise me that the memories of my past would one day come back.

My eyes watered as I realized that I was more confused than earlier. "It seems like only certain parts of her brain didn't get affected. That being said we'll have to get her into therapy so she can relearn everything that she’s forgotten." The doctor stated confidently. "But I remember words. Shouldn't my memories come back?" I asked with what I could only assume was hope. The doctor stared at me with sad eyes that didn't help the fear

Sana’s expression changed slightly. Not dramatically. Just enough for me to notice. “Honestly,” she said, “there isn’t one trick that fixes this.” Anna nodded. “I figured.” “And there definitely isn’t an immediate solution.” “I figured that too.” “It is going to be gradual.” “How gradual?” Dr. Sana paused. “That’s the difficult part.” I hated that answer already. She continued. “Memory recovery after a brain injury is unpredictable. Some memories can return spontaneously. Others may return when something triggers them—a familiar voice, a smell, a location, a photograph, a piece of music. And sometimes memories return in fragments rather than one complete sequence.”

After a long time, when Eliza stopped complaining about the pain, Graciana frowned and said seriously, "Eliza, think about what you've done today." "Which part made you recall these memories?" "Before I came to Sage City, I found a psychiatrist in Krine and asked him about amnesia. He said that because of some reasons, the brain chose to let you forget something." "But all the memories you have forgotten can be recovered. You just need to find the key that can open your memory." "This key could be an action, z thing, or even a person or an object." "Think about it carefully. Which event did you encounter that made you recall these memories?"

Earlier, she realized she was lying in a private room and had overheard the doctor's entire conversation. "Katleah, it is perfectly normal to lose track of your youth recollections as you grow older. However, there are some things that people simply can't forget from their childhood, and even decades later, they may remember vivid details. Don't strain your brain by trying to remember everything, because it will only make things worse. Allow it to appear on its own at the appropriate time when you require it." Her eyes blinked in response to what the doctor said. "Thank you, doc." She responded quickly but appeared stunned. Her grandfather Harry hugged her while looking at Mr. Morris, who un

Emma: Year: 2002 As memories are known to be lost throughout the process of growth, we still may have those special ones that just stick. It’s so ingrained into our memory that it is shocking we can even remember it. So the question is, did it really happen? And why is that we always remember the bad ones?

"Do you really want to know how much pain I have felt back then?" Zoey nodded. "Hmm." "I blamed myself, Zoey. Like you, I kept dreaming a bad dream but it was about the morning that I had found grandpa's body lying dead inside my room. But, you know what's funny? I have a fucking photographic memory." "Photographic memory? Is that. ." "Photographic memory is the ability to recall a past scene in detail with great accuracy, just like a photograph, even days or weeks or months after you saw the object."

James nodded. "Each memory is unique, but they can often be triggered by something relating to it," Elizabeth began. "For example, if you eat a pear you might remember your grandfather used to give them to you. Recovering a lost memory is basically the same, since no memories are every truly lost, they're just suppressed. With trauma or even poison, they're extremely suppressed." "But that could still work?" James asked eagerly. "Triggering it with something, could still bring some of it back?"