Imagination Flashback Novels & Stories

I started to sketch a pair of eyebrows with moderate shading followed by the eyes. I try hard to remember what his face looks like. I close my eyes and picture a scene from the past. The scene from the past which only lasted for a few minutes comes back to life in my thoughts. I take myself back in time and relive that moment using my imagination. Slowly and more clearly I see movements and everything is happening again in my mind.

The forest held its secrets, and the twists and turns became both a test and a journey of self-discovery. As I maneuvered through the labyrinthine terrain, a sudden surge of memories overwhelmed me. The flashback unfolded vividly—a time when Teresa and I reveled in cruelty, a time when I rejected Ruby in front of everyone. In the memory, Teresa goaded me to hurt Ruby, and I complied, unaware of the repercussions that would echo through the years. As the memory played out, I felt the weight of guilt and remorse. In the flashback, Teresa laughed, reveling in the chaos she had orchestrated. Ruby, innocent and unsuspecting, faced the pain of rejection. The memory haunted me as I sprinted through

Flashback For the past few hours I am looking at the clock. It nearly 7o'clock, papa clearly told me that he and mummy will be back by 4 . It's been three hours already. Don't know why I am feeling obnoxious, I got a gut feeling that something bad might have happened. Pushing all the negative thought away. I decided to call my papa's colleague . Suddenly, my phone started ringing, looking at the caller ID a released a breath of relief. Picking up the call I said to papa- Papa this is not done, how you can guys can be so irresponsible!? I have been waiting for the call for so long . Where are you? Are you fine? Is everything okay? . All a received was a sob coming from the other line. What th

It radiated warmth, drawing her focus as it thrummed with the rhythm of her heartbeat. In the flickering chaos, flashes of her past danced like fireflies in the darkness—visceral images flickered across her vision, drawing her attention. The fortress fire roared to life, engulfing everything in flames, the cries of her enemies echoing in her ears, burning a mark on her conscience that would forever haunt her. Each memory ignited her fear of failure, the lingering shadows of her past choices tugging at the corners of her resolve.

A flash of light zapped through my eyes, like an electric shock. In that haze, I got a vivid flashback – a woman with raven-black hair, similar to Nat's but longer, and the lines etched on her face spoke of age and experience. She was smiling down at me; saying something, but it sounded like a distant murmur, and I couldn't make out the words. As the memories returned, the pain in my head intensified, and I fell back onto the bed, struggling to breathe. It was as if my memories were a storm, slamming into the delicate walls of my mind.

"Leave that to me. I have an idea..." FLASHBACK 1 ENDS

My eyes bulge and start to feel like pincushions. When I inhale at last, saltwater freely enters my voice box. It cuts a burning path. I cough and swallow more. As my throat goes into spasm, involuntarily blocking the invasion of water, I begin to panic and feel my consciousness dimming. Through all the terror and chaos, there’s one myth I manage to prove for myself beyond the shadow of a doubt: flashbacks of my life flit inside my head. I see the toddler orphans laughing at my antics… {a younger me playing the electric guitar and making a death growl… Sol smiling at me spotlit among the audience…}

What I could keep doing was to stand there as I wallow in my imagination. In a matter of seconds, so many thoughts came to my head, and different types of flashbacks of us together. As I kept on lost in different thoughts, I felt a touch that brought me back to reality, a cold, soft, and gentle palm that I haven't felt in a very long time.

Finally, I shook my head and said, “Yes.” The four of them began to chant and the candles around me lit and the flames grew higher as they continued. The wind began to pick up and I closed my eyes allowing myself to relax and let them do what they had to do. As I could hear their chants getting louder images started to flicker in my head as if someone was rewinding a movie and then it stopped and went on fast forward. This time in slower motion and I could see more images appearing in this direction than in the rewind. Slowly each image that was deleted made a presence and I started to remember with each one.

And it felt like I could play all my bad incidents I have done in the past. It was very confusing because it was like in a sort of trance and a big mirror war right in front of me and looking through it would be like I could see exactly what happened that Particular day and I was so confused because nothing of such had happened to me ever before. I was so confused and I couldn't seem to get out of it. I felt I was dreaming but I wasn't even sleeping so I couldn't be dreaming but what was happening?? Was I dead? Flash back!