Memorize Novels & Stories

“You always take everything so precisely. Just say: nine kilometers in half an hour. " "Probably ten kilometers then!" Josh groaned from the floor. "You always have to be so specific about everything!" "And you have to see a competition in everything." "I only get really good when I'm really encouraged!" Janik defended himself. "Speaking of competition, who can do the most pull-ups?" Josh sat up. "Give me five minutes and I'll be there." An hour later, both men were knocked out, Janik had beaten Josh on the pull-ups and Josh had trumped him on the box jumps. "Are we going to have breakfast?"

"You remember?" "Yes, that is my name. How did you know that?" "Do you remember your surname?" "Genesis Leticia Roseburg." I said instinctively. "Genesis Leticia Roseburg?" "You remember." "But how?" I was so confused myself. "I never knew it. Only now when you called me Genesis. How so?" "It's part of the memory gaining tactics. Sometimes you just need a key word, and you will remember so much." "The way you said it... promise me, Genesis."

she replied. "How are we going to do it? How will you get the exact memory I need?" I asked. "Do you have anything to anchor yourself to that memory? A place you remember, a date, something physical like an object you had that day… anything that is peculiar to that day will work. I will use that thread to find the memory linked to it. Be sure that it is linked to the correct memory or else if you get the wrong memory, I couldn't do anything," she remarked.

Not really. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said the moment he saw me. “Then why haven’t you locked your door?” I snapped, shoving the flash drive into his palm. “I need to know if it’s real.” He stared at it for a long time. Then sighed. “I warned you both,” he said. “Back then. Memory tampering comes at a cost.” “I don’t care. I want it back.” He narrowed his eyes. “Are you ready to remember everything?”

Make Adrian look like the man who abandoned his amnesiac wife for his first love. If I played the “I don’t remember you” card perfectly, he would have to respond. He would have to come see me. He would have to explain. And maybe — just maybe — in trying to remind me, he would remember how much he once loved me. I got into the car and immediately started drafting the post in my notes app. Something soft. Vulnerable. “Some memories still feel like dreams… some faces still feel like strangers…” Yes. This could work. This could hurt him enough to make him come back.

"No, I'm not." Ted froze. "Oh, must've mixed it up." She pressed, "Who is allergic to fish, then?" He shrugged. "Brain fog. I've had too much to drink." She shot me a dark look, then deliberately dropped a piece of salmon onto my plate, staring intently. "Try it, Nora. It's good."

I handed her the book as I continue reviewing the Antecedents and Consequences that will be our Personality's Development topic for tomorrow. "Mrs. Chopin will give us a quiz again," she tsk-ed while reading her book. I laughed softly. She always complains but she never gets a low score in any quizzes. That's one of the weird things about her. "Memorize it by thinking of any mnemonic device to make it easier." I told her. She nodded. "That's how you memorize?" I nod my head as answer, still reviewing. My forehead crumpled when I felt my phone beeped.

“I don’t know how. I don’t know when. I only know it after Drake told me, Yggdrasil too. They told me to remember, but I don’t know what I should remember.” “I’m.. sorry to hear that. I didn’t know.” “It’s fine. I didn’t know either. I’m also trying to find a way to recover it, somehow.” Rose dug deep into her mind and thought of something. “You could try going to familiar places or reenacting similar events.” Matthew gave her a confused look. Rose continued to explain, “I’ve read somewhere that if you go to some place familiar or go through a familiar event, it could stimulate a memory that has been placed in the far corner of your brain.”

He was shocked at first, but he hugged me back immediately. I am okay now, I will never forget you, Henry. I will always remember you. Until the next time we meet...

My fingers caressed the colored notes in my hands and the familiar feeling of longing overwhelmed me. FLASHBACK NARRATIVE ~16 years ago~ *Aidan's Elementary School* A little boy ran into the class of about fifteen kids. "Y'all!" He called the attention of his mates. "I heard 'boo hoo' couldn't get his fees paid. Boo-hoo!" He went to stand in front of a petite boy of around the same age as himself, blocking the little boy's view and taking his books from him.