Hypnosis Stories Novels & Stories

The sunlight streaming through the window felt warm and cozy. "I heard the psychiatry department just brought in a specialist who studies hypnosis." I was just about to fall asleep when her voice startled me awake. "Hypnosis… might bring her memories back."

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That day I had a good nights sleep because at least I had one problem off my shoulder . Another incident I remember clearly was a visit to a Catholic father friend of hers at his parish . I remember vividly, my therapist Josy going in first to make a confession of her sins. I was then asked to follow suit .I went near the confession box and decided to bring all my sins before my maker . I heard a door bell ring at 3am , thinking it was Johan . I opened the door . "Darling what do you need ?" I asked sarcastically with my eyes closed waiting for an answer. I stood there waiting and when I got none I opened my eyes. It wasn't Johan or anyone I knew of. The man at the doorway looked like a ma

Two hours later, the door to the hypnosis room opened. Vicky hurriedly approached the doctor. "Doctor, how did Tyler do?" "The hypnosis was successful, but we'll have to wait for Mister Hart to wake up to find out if it's effective." Vicky glanced inside the room and asked, "Is he asleep?" The doctor nodded and softly advised, "Mister Hart now trusts you the most, Missus Hart. You must spend more time with him and reduce any potential contact with stimuli. For patients with depression, companionship and care are crucial."

Chad nodded and led Suri to the backyard, entering the prepared treatment room. Suri was excited yet nervous. Chad smiled at her and said, "Relax and watch my hand." Despite Chad's reassurance, Suri remained tense. However, as soon as she looked at Chad's hand, she felt a sense of calm wash over her, and her mind went blank. Chad snapped his fingers next to Suri's ear, causing her to lose self-awareness completely. This was the oldest form of hypnosis, also known as psychotherapy. Chad then commanded Suri, "Follow my instructions, undress!"

"A long time ago... when I was a child." Dr. Parker nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer, and gently set down his pen. His gaze returned to Dean, his tone still soft and reassuring. "Alright, that’s all for my questions. Mr. Harrison, I believe the memories you've lost are not all of them, but rather certain specific ones. Now, let’s begin the hypnosis session. Please lie back, find a comfortable position, and close your eyes. Don’t think about anything else—just focus on relaxing."

"Who is this person, Dr. Hannah? And what makes him so different?" Dr. Hannah smiled again and leaned forward, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "He believes that stories have the power to heal, transport us to different worlds, and open up the deepest parts of our hearts and minds." Camilla was intrigued. "How does he do that?" "Well," Dr. Hannah said as she leaned back in her chair, "This friend of mine has a magical talent. He weaves custom-made stories for each of his patients. These stories bring together elements from their past, hopes, and dreams. They guide his patients on a journey of self-discovery and healing."

Edward said. “There is no such thing as talking skeletons,” I repeated. Edward had me continue repeating the mantra while he turned on a metronome. The slow ticking of the metronome lulled me into a somewhat dazed state. Next, he described images to me; peaceful scenery, like the ocean at sunset, or a field of flowers, to help me relax. I started to breathe deeply and felt my heart rate slow down, and soon I was completely susceptible to Edward’s hypnosis…

I asked my new bodyguard. " Yes ma'am, where you go, I go. " She said to me. She was taking me to the therapist I have been seeing and we have been speaking about a lot of things. The last time I was her we talked about trying a holistic approach to getting my memories back, she suggested hypnosis. I was not too crazy about the idea given the fact that I am carrying a lot of secrets, secrets that aren't mine to share. Hypnosis is dangerous because I won't be myself, in that moment the doctor would be in total control of my mind and I don't like that.

The good news was that he did find a condition similar to that of Sienna’s. But the bad news was that the word that was written there made Dr. Watte feel a chill in his heart. ‘Incurable.’ This kind of psychedelic hypnosis would cause a person to fall asleep and experience the most painful moments of their life over and over again in the dream world. The weaker a person’s willpower was, the weaker the effect. On the contrary, those with strong willpower would be affected a hundred thousand times more! And Sienna belonged to the latter!