I Wish That I Could Wake Up With Amnesia Novels & Stories

I cradled myself on the cold floor until I fell asleep. ****** My eyes blinked open as the harsh light of morning tormented my iris. Instead of the cold, hard ground where I had cried myself to sleep, I was wrapped in the warmth of the bed. Confusion filled my head as I tried to puzzle out how I had ended up on the bed. It couldn’t have been Elijah—he hated me. As I tried to make sense of whether my health had deteriorated so much that I’d started sleepwalking, a thought struck me—if Elijah is suffering from amnesia, how does he remember he and Anna’s relationship?

Josh laughed at his last words. Just like all the doubtful doctors who had insisted my memories weren’t real, Josh was doing the same and it angered me. But then, anything about this situation tended to anger me, which was why I hated talking about my past. My amnesia wasn’t so severe that I’d forgotten my entire past. The only memories I’d lost were the ones two years prior to my head injury. So I wasn’t that bad. I wished people would stop making me feel like a damn freak.

“Please…” My voice sounded broken even to my ears. I was in a dire state of despair as I didn’t know what to do. Everywhere I looked, there was a reminder of the pain both emotional and physical that I endured. I felt like a monster when I wished that I could develop some level of amnesia so I didn’t have a recollection of the events that marred the once peaceful life that I used to have but that seemed like the best thing to ask for, not like it came to pass anyway. “I… I’m sorry”

Elizabeth looked at him disgustedly and grunted, "You slowly think about it." Lucas was speechless. If he could think of it, why would he still come to ask her? Lucas had no memory of the past and was clueless about it. Ever since he woke up, he found out that he couldn't remember the past at all. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't recall it. People who suffered amnesia in TV series would at least have a headache when they recalled what had happened in the past. He didn't feel anything at all.

Or the fact that I accused her of only being after my money! I wanted her to give up on me. I wanted nothing to do with her. Now, I wanted nothing more than to remove this stupid cloud in my brain so she could be with me again. Jake was right. When I wake up from all of this, I would want to kill myself for what I did to Astrid. Damn! I wanted to kill myself now, even though I haven’t fully recovered from my amnesia. I wish I gave her a chance, right from the moment I opened my eyes. I wish I did not push her away, and made it clear that I did not want anything to do with her. I wish I’d gotten to know her first before I decided on the fate of our relationship.

I replied. "Is that such a bad quality to have ?!" He asked "Yes actually " I replied and he bursted out laughing. "But seriously, you can talk to me I'm sure it'll help " he replied and I sighed deeply. "I've had some very bad memories in the past and now they just keep haunting me " "I did a face surgery but it's like my past just doesn't want to let me be " I started off. "Sometimes I wish I can just hit my head on something and then get amnesia, maybe then my life would be peaceful " I added , I know I was sounding really vulnerable right now , but I couldn't help it .

"It’s not about that. There's something else." His frown deepened, his gaze searching mine. "What is it?" I took a deep breath, knowing I needed to start somewhere if we were going to build a future together. I needed to let him in, just as he had let me into his life. I swallowed, gathering my courage. Opening up like this wasn’t easy. But if we were going to spend our lives together, I needed to share this part of me with him. "I... I've been struggling," I confessed, "There are parts of my life that I can't remember, Marco. Two whole years, gone. My therapist thinks it's dissociative amnesia, and it... it makes so much sense."

The doctor, whom I kept on staff, told me: "This kind of amnesia can last for years. Sometimes memory returns suddenly. Sometimes never." I replied that I preferred "never." But he looked at me for a long moment, as if he knew I was lying. LYRA I've been sleeping poorly for weeks. The dreams keep coming back. Always the same: the sea, the storm, a cry in the wind, then a face I cannot make out. Each time I open my eyes in the morning, I smell sea spray in the room, as if the ocean had never left my sheets.

His eyes darkened. “But I don’t need a stupid Amara who cannot remember anything useful.” My mind raced. “I may not remember with my mind,” I said quickly. “But maybe my heart remembers.” My voice trembled. “But maybe if you tell me what you want from me… maybe I could still help out. With or without my memories of the past.” Silence filled the room again. Dr. Wally stared at me. “If I could do it then, I know I can do it now.” I said firmly though I made a desperate prayer in my heart.

he hugged her while he was kissing her, if his kisses and hug could only erase those bad memories she had with him. However, it was deeply embedded in her mind. How could she forget what she saw in the hospital? Jade wished she would have selective amnesia and forget all her bad memories and retain only that which was good.