I Faked Amnesia Novels & Stories

Dwayne said as he let go of her and turned to face the doctor "What's going on with her ?!" He asked. "I'm afraid she had been showing symptoms of amnesia immediately she woke up!" "I already told you to expect stuff like this , she was in coma a really long time" "Fourteen years isn't fourteen days " the doctor replied and I walked up to them immediately. "She could be faking it" I whispered. "Trust me I know , I faked it too after I came out of coma " "How sure are you that she really can't remember any of us " I asked.

Amanda was told by the doctor to just wait outside. "How is my husband's condition doc?" Amanda asked while squeezing the hem of her shirt, she was nervous and worried about Felix. “It's a miracle, at first I gave up on Pak Felix's condition because his internal organs were full of stab wounds. But now Mr. Felix is ​​getting better, there's just one thing I need to say, Mr. Felix has memory loss or the medical term is amnesia. " Amanda was shocked by the doctor's statement, she did not expect Felix to have amnesia.

“Not at all. I’m no stand-out in class. I only took it because… well, just because.” “I feel terrible. It’s just that I was in an accident and had amnesia. I have no memory of-” This are lines from the movies that don't make sense in real life. She should have kept the flow and apologized for not recognizing a possible past friend and pretended to have her memory intact. “Anyway, I’m sorry for not recognizing you.” “Were you making up that amnesia bit?”

Stone and Esmeralda's DNA are 99% a match. He then referred me to a neurologist who was nice enough to come in to my office. "Mr. Stone, this kind of amnesia is very rare. It's called a fugue state. Memory loss is typically a result of psychological stress or post-traumatic stress disorder. My advice to you would be to do things with this person that might remind them of their past life. If that doesn't work, then there's nothing you can do but wait and hope for the best" -Dr Keller's advice.

Maribel’s smile was poised and calm, hiding any trace of her inner triumph. She had even feigned amnesia after the accident and no one questioned it. After all, it was a reasonable explanation for her sudden behavior and lapses in memory. Whenever someone asked her a question about her past that she couldn’t remember, she would simply act confused, letting her eyes widen with mock concern as though it pained her to recall the lost pieces of her history. This served to deflect any suspicion, keeping everyone at bay.

Just as I was about to turn and leave, Elisa suddenly shouted, "Leno, you're finally awake!" He lay in Elisa's arms, confused as he looked at the people around him. He struggled to sit up and asked, "Who are you?" When he turned his head and saw me, his gaze lit up instantly. "Flora Hall!" Leno was then taken back to the hospital for further examination. "The excessive dosage of wolfsbane has damaged Alpha Leno's brain and nerves, causing temporary amnesia. His memory has regressed to 15 years ago," a healer said.

Blow up everything before it even had the chance to become real. And I couldn’t let that happen, not again. I drove without thinking at first, just moving through the city, trying to clear my head. But it didn’t work. Richard’s words kept replaying. “You watch her closely.” “Make sure she’s not playing you.” “Prove the amnesia is real.” I’d told him I was certain, that I’d know if she was faking it. But was I? Really? Or was I just seeing what I wanted to see? Believing what I needed to believe?

My soul was trying to exit my body out of sheer secondhand embarrassment. Who even says "I have treats for you" like they're offering themselves as dessert? I'd propositioned him like a drunk raccoon, and he'd responded with... devastating patience. I stared at the ceiling like it might erase the past ten hours. Maybe I could fake amnesia. Yes. Alcohol-induced memory loss. Totally plausible. If I played it cool and acted like I didn't remember a damn thing, there was a chance I'd survive this. The invincible Cecilia Moore pulled herself together.

Baby steps. After leaving the café I felt that emptiness again,I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing. There was a gap in my memory, a person or a detail I had forgotten. Something that felt important. The weight of it tugged at me until I couldn’t ignore it any longer. I decided to visit the nurse in a coma—the one who had been so badly hurt. I had to see her for myself. “How is she doing?” I asked Doctor Steve, trying to keep my voice steady. He was the same doctor who had been assigned to monitor my supposed recovery, he already knew I was faking my amnesia.

Nancy was about to push the door open when she heard Evan's gloating voice. "Nancy's just too stupid. Can you believe that she actually thinks this amnesia thing I have is real? No one forgets one specific person when they suffer from amnesia. What's more, I have it once every three years. That was just a lie I made up because I wanted to have fun with other women!" Nancy's hand stopped in midair. It was just a lie? She could hardly believe her ears, but the voices inside the private room continued. "But I thought you liked Ms. Sartori a lot. Why are you hurting her with this lie?"