Impossible To Forget Novels & Stories

words which by now he knew by heart. Yes, Sarah remembered his wish, to go back and live as if she had never met him. With difficulty, she had. Never once had she mentioned what happened to her during these few weeks before she landed in the hospital. No one knew. However, she couldn't accomplish the other part of the wish which was to forget him. She never forgot him and never could. She couldn't forgot his memories as the hardest memories to erase are those which never saw the light of reality. Good memories hurt because they are good and bad memories hurt because they are bad. And so was his case.

“They are forgetting.” The words left my mouth slowly. Quietly. But they felt heavy, like stones falling into deep water. Kieran stared at me with confusion. His eyes searched my face as if he hoped I was wrong. “What do you mean they are forgetting?” he asked. His voice was low. Careful. I shook my head slowly. “I mean exactly what I said.” A pause stretched between us. Then I whispered, “Their memories are disappearing.” Kieran frowned. “That is impossible.”

"Nessa, when you read this, your new life begins. Don't dwell on the past, and don't try to uncover who you used to be. Trust me, move forward with determination. You have what it takes to live a brilliant life. "Also, never believe in love or any nonsense men spout. People change. No one is ever truly reliable. The only person you can count on is yourself. You must love yourself first and foremost." She folded the note and slipped it into her pocket, ready for herself to find when she woke. The airport speakers announced the final boarding call. "Passenger Nessa Hill, your flight is about to depart. Please proceed to Gate H25 immediately." Courtney pulled out the vial of memory-erasing poti

"Trevor, let me go. I hurt Lydia. I should pay with my life!" Trevor's heart nearly broke. He was terrified she'd do something reckless. "No! Don't say that! It was an accident. None of us wanted this." "But the police will figure it out sooner or later. I... I should just end my life." "No. There's got to be a way. I'll talk to my mom. She'll forgive you. I'm their only son. They'll listen to me." Evelyn nodded. "If your mom forgives me, then we can finally be together."

But in moments of profound grief, what else is there to say? "I'm trying to be," I managed, offering a smile so weak it was barely a ghost of an expression. Jessica's professional side emerged. "Are you feeling pain anywhere? Do you need anything?" "Please," I whispered. "Something to help me sleep, to help me forget. To just... stop feeling. For a little while." The word "forget" resonated deeply. What a beautiful, impossible concept. The irony was not lost on me. After all, I was a woman with incomplete memories, I've spent months trying to piece everything together yet today I wish to forget.

That even how painful it was for your heart, it's just so hard to forget. It's exactly how I felt towards Atlas. I am trying to forget the feelings that I have for him. But, a love that was engraved in your heart can't easily be forgotten. I am still trying, and I will never get tired of trying to forget Atlas for myself and for my child.

"I want to see our parents. How are they?" Guilt was eating me. My heart was squeezed inside as I reminisced about the hurtful past. It has been a long time without any communication with them. They live and I live. But, whatever the consequence is, if they can't forgive me this early, I could accept it. I will repeatedly ask for forgiveness until they give it to me. I won't get tired, I will pay the damage that I have cost as I know that time heals all wounds.

Forget me. Imagine you've never met me. Put me in the drawer of your memories—both the good and the bad. It doesn't matter the slightest. Ignore the existence of our story. You won't find anything extraordinary there anyway. See me as if I were a speck of dust. It's not very bad but what is it for? It ruins the landscape.

Triple J suddenly paused, he couldn’t remember the scene anymore. “Wait, I remembered!” he muttered. “I mean, it was there one minute and now it is gone, believe me sister, I really did remember something.” He said in panic. “It is alright, I am glad that your memory is slowly returning. Maybe coming out here really did help you, but now it is time to go home, and throw away that yogurt.” Rebecca uttered as she walked away to get changed out of the bikini. Triple J stood there trying to make the memory return, how did he remember and forget so soon? The scene was playing vividly in his head one minute and it was gone in the next.

"I don't need it. I have a photographic memory. I can still remember it all" "I wish I also have a photographic memory like Raven. So that I don't need to review all of our lessons" I said and sighed "It's not that easy just like what you think Lia," Zach said. "Huh?" I asked. "It's not easy to have a photographic memory. Because you can remember everything and when I say everything, I mean all of it. Even the most painful things that happened to you. You can remember everything whether you don't want to or not, even the memories you don't want to reminisce about and you just want to forget. You will remember every single detail of all of it as if it just happened right now and there's no wa