Memorize Novels & Stories

I feel I need to remember, it is important. “Don't overstress yourself, my dear, the brain is a tricky thing, and it works on its own time, nothing you can do will speed it up, relax and enjoy what you do remember, and the rest will come.”Hank said as if he could see I was stressing out.

Please, let this be a joke. "Exactly and I'm serious." He says like he's reading my mind. "Oh, I... I'm really s-sorry. I'll bring it back when I get dressed." I stutter and overthink the words I just spoke out loud. I should let it wash first of course. When I'm nervous I sometimes talk weird stuff and stutter all the time. I hate to show it like this.

I couldn't help but feel like I might have forgotten something really important. "Anyways, my plan was to help you regain your memories of combat and all your skills, I can't bring all your memories back, but all you need to remember to fight are your skills, so I've been working on exactly that for a while now... then all you need to do is keep practicing, the rest of your memories will return to you naturally don't worry." "Ah, I see, you seem to have done your research well alright, I didn't exactly take you as the type to study so this is quite unexpected coming from you haha, but thank you really."

Because of that Debbie was still wrong about remembering their names. "You're..." Debbie tried to remember the face of her seatmate who was very familiar but forgot the name, even though it felt on the tip of her tongue. They were in the same group at the orientation periode. "Amy." she said. "Oh yes, Amy." Debbie smiled, the memory of the incident when school orientation replayed in her mind... No―no flashback needed. If possible, Debbie wants to erase the memory of the dark incident in the closed room. Until now she feels grateful and indebted to upperclassmen who managed to save them.

"Memories from a realm you do not belong to are not yours. Every adventure you seek in the new world won't be in your possession once you go back to your world." Did this mean if time travel existed and that if she took part in it, she wouldn't remember anything from the new world? Like she would lose her memories? Thalia doubted it. She flipped through the book, inspecting it more cautiously. She wasn't exactly a superstitious person in any way, so there was no way all this was real. Shrugging her shoulders, she searched for a pen in her bag and recited the popular saying under her breath, "There's no harm in trying…"

Looking at him speechless, I slowly try to understand what he means. "You shouldn't forget," he stands up, holds out his hand for me to take and helps me up once I do. "We can't select the memories we want to keep. They can only fade away with time and, by the look of things, these ones are going to stay a really long time. You can only truly overcome your memories when you accept them, weaponize them."

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She says. “You’re beautiful.” I say as I brush her wind blown hair out of her face. I place a finger under her chin. “ I’m going to kiss you now.” I don’t wait for an answer, I just lean down and brush my lips against hers. From the moment our mouths connect, sparks fly. All of the pent up tension from earlier this morning picked that moment to read its head. It was back and I mean back with a vengeance. I end the kiss with more abruptly than intended. “Te hinaaro nei au ia ino roa oe.” I say in my native tongue. She has me so mixed up that I can’t remember to speak English. “I’m so sorry Addyson. I can’t control myself when I’m with you. You have me so twisted up mentally. I want you so bad

"Is that even possible?" "It's not common doesn't mean it doesn't happen. Her case is rare." Ramon replied with a roll of his eyes. Maverick nodded his head and let out an exasperated sigh. "What's the solution then? How do we get her brain to unwrap the memories so she can remember me?" "In my opinion, by making her visit places that would trigger her memory or telling her about it. That should work." "There's no drug to make her remember?" "Like what? A forget me not flower?" Ramon teased and Maverick grabbed the pack of tissue on his table chunking it at him.

"I'm not a good example." "You weren't a good example, but you're a great one now. You're building your business, you're patient with her, you attend her piano lessons when you have no fucking clue what the hell it is she's doing there, you carved a pumpkin with her, and took her to your shop. Whether you know it or not, you're giving her the one thing money can't, Trick, and that's memories. Neither me nor her want anything more than your time and the ability to be in your life. None of that has to do with what you've done in the past."