Imagination Flashback Novels & Stories

I thought about this, “I didn’t mind it then, but it’s the same thing as before where my body just panicked. I always try to push those memories away.” “It's like the flashback, you call it. That is what happens when you repress those memories, they can come back like a person remembering their past after having amnesia,” Elliot tells me and he reached out to hold my hand. “I can see why you would get confused and panic.”

It makes me cringe visibly and have the urge to bleach my brain. Scanning through so many pretty gross scenes that involve not just Eve in a flicker of a second, but seeing and knowing what each visual replay is, because that’s part of my gift. It's like I absorb them, even in a fleeting moment, to know exactly what they are. Images so fast they seem almost like a blur, but once they have flown past my sight, I know what they contain and what happened. I can recall them in full. I’ve heard that imprinting on a mate has the same effect, and you receive a lifetime of their memories in a fleeting second.

I know what it’s like to feel lost, to yearn for pieces of a past that seem just out of reach… even if I have come to the conclusion that I do not want to remember more than I do. He shakes his head slowly. “Not really. It’s like… I get these small flashes sometimes. Moments that feel real, but they don’t make sense. I don’t know if they’re actually mine or just figments of my imagination.” His brow furrows, and I can see the frustration etched on his face.

FLASHBACK I was taking a walk around the island when my feet bring me in the beach. A gorgeous white fine sand and a clear sea that glistens when the sunlight hits its surface. I decided to take a picture of it when my camera caught a girl busy painting a beautiful art of the scenery. I was mesmerized and decided to have a closer look but when I decided to zoom in to get a closer look a beautiful and mesmerizing smile from the painter caught my eye. The painter’s beauty was more mesmerizing than her painting itself.

Candice took the skewer of pork belly and went to find Hanley, but the area was crowded with most of the people close together. Hanley was standing next to a flower bed talking to Ryan. Candice walked over with the skewer. When she was about to reach the flower bed, an explosion sounded at her feet. Startled, Candice leapt away. She bumped into someone, and another explosion sounded. The sudden explosions were very frightening. Candice's mind went blank, and her legs felt weak. Her face turned pale. She could feel that the explosions were happening under her feet. Candice already had poor vision, and now she was startled everything seemed like a blur. This overwhelming fear made her panic an

Madison stared at the clothes scattered on the floor of her room absentmindedly, with her mind already miles away. She hadn't been able to get any sleep last night because she could not stop thinking about everything that had happened. She spent the whole night crying, and now she was just wishing that there was a way to erase the memory completely but there wasn’t. The flashback was stuck in her head, replaying over and over like a loop, and the more she tried to stop thinking about it, the more vivid the memories became.

~ CHAPTER 70~ NOTHING HOLDING ME BACK ~ NATALIA~ I didn't answer him. I didn't want to hear him. I couldn't hear him. I was so engrossed in the flashback that it was still running in my head like the wild horses and I couldn't seem to put a rein on these panic attacks that came along with the flashback. Whatever I saw in that flashback was still vivid and alive in front of my eyes. It was like I was prisoned into this.

I try not to remember everything at once because the pain is so unbearable so I just sit still. " Where do I go ?"I ask myself looking around looking for a way or a trail or something. I spot a rabbit hopping from a distance and I have the urge to follow it. I stand up quickly and more images start pouring in my brain. Flash back: "Look at that !"I exclaim as I notice a huge fat rabbit hopping off to another trail that disappears in a thick forest . end of flash back. " I don't think I'm going there ,"I mutter to myself feeling shivers in my entire body .I wrap my arms around myself and decide to sit quietly on a tree trunk .

I scream and push him away. My head is bursting with pain and I rub my forehead, wanting the pain and the images to fade away. The images..... A boy__a boy with me, in the blunt images, laughing and smiling, my father talking and chatting with him, we eating dinner together, Emilia raising eyebrows at him..... And my fingers brushing his lips..... And suddenly I see his face, smiling.... I realize I'm not floating anymore. Then, everything goes black. I collapse.

“Can you take me to the exact spot?” “What… right now?” “Maybe tonight. When it’s dark. If it’s dark it should look the same. Maybe I’ll remember something.” ooOoo Ivor sat by Anna’s side and stared at the piece of road for a long time. There was very little to see. It was a corner on a narrow unlit country road with a warning sign for the coming bend. There were trees and fenced-off fields on either side, and a small farmhouse with lights in its three windows just visible directly ahead, between the trees on the crest of a hill. An unremarkable fragment of rural Essex. He was about to apologize for asking her to drive him to the spot, when the first flashback occurred. It was nothing more t