I Remember You Novels & Stories

I felt like I had no idea who I was at this moment. “What the hell?” Christine said “how cruel can a person be?” “Apparently I was used for an experiment” I replied. “So, your real name is Kat?” Christine asked. “Yeah” I nodded. “Can all this be reversed?” Christine asked “can your memory be brought back?” “I am going to see someone tomorrow; I hope he helps me” I replied. “I hope so too” Christine said as she gave a kiss.

Now I'm in a place where I will be reminded of who I was every single day. ~~~ don't forget to add to your library! ✿

My memory was a broken mess. I remembered the clinic. I remembered the photo on the floor. Then, I remembered the Nocturne. The bass. The tequila. And Irene. I remembered her dancing. I remembered the way the red light hit the curve of her neck as some nameless idiot put his hands on her. I remembered sitting in the booth. I remembered the tequila. I remembered laughing. But then, darkness. I rubbed my face with my hands. I couldn't remember anything else. But something felt so wrong.

I cut him off, preventing myself from bursting out in tears. "I can't remember anything! I-I can't remember anything from the past. F-from you! From us!" I yelled. He cupped my face asking me to calm down before I met his gloomy eyes. "No, Aly. Remember, Me! Please, remember me!... Remember me not only as the Blake you met today but also the Blake who you promised to marry!" he desperately begged. I held his arms, looking down to avoid his gaze "I can't r-remember you, Blake. I-I can't," I mumbled in a low volume. I can't and I don't want to remember him anymore.

We love you! So I am here with no one to talk to. It's boring. I went to scroll faciebook. Scroll Watched videos Scroll React and watch videos. While scrolling, I went across a user named Erika. I remember my new friend Erika. I shook my head, trying to remember her last name. Why Am I so forgetful. Erika..hmmm I look at the window. I can still see the hard pour of rain. Suddenly, I remember her name.

I want to know how to make you smile more. “Don’t mind me. It’s just me and my silly thoughts…” He trailed off a bit before responding to my question. “My wife used to add the same amount of honey in her tea. Seeing you do the same made me feel happy for a moment.” I saw Lucas’ eyes tear up, but he quickly wiped the droplets away in the guise of running his hand through his hair. “Every time I see, hear, or smell things that remind me of her, the empty feelings in my heart fades for a while, but then I feel miserable afterwards when I realize she’s never coming back.”

"Subject must not remember." I whispered the words to myself, "But I remember now. And I'm not going to let them take that away from me."

Fuck, I miss him now. I put the key inside the lock and turned the handle. It opened with a clink. The house was covered in the darkness. I let it be that way and walked inside. I could still listen the sound of the music even I am far away from the party. suddenly, the song changed to I Still wait for you by XYLO. Sometimes I feel like I can't remember Waking up with you when we were together I lost my temper, you left at midnight We saw the tears fall like rain on the headlights

"Memories from a realm you do not belong to are not yours. Every adventure you seek in the new world won't be in your possession once you go back to your world." Did this mean if time travel existed and that if she took part in it, she wouldn't remember anything from the new world? Like she would lose her memories? Thalia doubted it. She flipped through the book, inspecting it more cautiously. She wasn't exactly a superstitious person in any way, so there was no way all this was real. Shrugging her shoulders, she searched for a pen in her bag and recited the popular saying under her breath, "There's no harm in trying…"

"Besides, you told me something else entirely some days ago." "Like what?" He feigned ignorance. "You expect me to spell it out for you?" "Of course." He said. "I might also have short term memory loss." Sarita laughed. "Indeed." "Seriously, what else did I tell you?" He inquired. "I'm not going to tell you anything. You're not going to make me say that word." She told him. "Why?" "It's a dirty word, Mr Suryavanshi!" She looked horrified.