Memorize Novels & Stories

“It’s called Meditation Memory Recall.” “Will that help me remember?” “It might. Basically, you’ll have to meditate and try to remember anything from your parents … their faces, voices, anything. Then you focus on an unforgettable scene with them. Let it play in your mind … it will slowly expand. You see, the memories in our heads are always linked to each other. If you unlock a memory, then you can slowly unlock the others, one at a time.”

**** ~ Flashback ~ Before heading to the library, Evelina and Rissa are on their way to the opposite end of the class to the library. Evelina walks and she stops from her path, she just remembers that there was something she forgot. Seeing Evelina's reaction stop, Rissa asks her. "Eve, what's wrong? Is there anything you left in the classroom?" "No, I forgot something. That actually, I wanted to return the book in the library," she replied.

"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

ARIA Karin’s hands closed more firmly around my wrist, warm and steady. “Breathe,” she said again, slower this time. “You can leave this memory whenever you want. But if you rush, it can twist itself inside your thoughts. That’s when memories get stuck. Choose something solid. Something with details you can hold on to. Choose something that makes you feel calm.” A thin whisper slipped out of me. “I don’t think I have anything like that.”

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.

She picked up the cooler to pack to the kitchen, and she saw a note under it. “I am sorry I have to do this, Tasha. I enjoy every moment with you, and I wished I can stay with you forever. Thank you for your kindness and the smile you always offer. I want to follow your advice, so I will find peace and I can claim what is mine. I love everything about you, and I wish you will continue to smile till we meet again. But please don’t force yourself to cry if you don’t feel like…” “Cry when necessary. Eat, sleep, and enjoy your life in any way you can. If you hear my whisper at the Karaoke, what I said is true…”

I stared at Kuya Jon's phone for a minute. I can't memorise any of their numbers. Even mom, dad or Jordan's contact. I made a facepalm and simultaneously snapped my fingers on the air. Think Amber! Think! "Is there a problem, Ms. Ferrer?" Kuya Jon asked in curiosity. I smiled sheepishly and scratched my forehead. "Kuya Jon, I can't memorise any of my friends' numbers nor my parents'," I answered.

"Well, wrong move, Beamon. There's no antidote. Swan created that memory loss pill, and she'll completely forget you. She's never getting back with you!" Beamon's eyes widened in shock. "No! That's impossible!" he bellowed in disbelief. But Anja responded with a smug smile. "I'm not lying. Swan has already forgotten you."

She had been feeling it since the afternoon she had found it, had been carrying it alongside the sketchpad and the kitchen and the midnight question and the answer she had not yet said. She thought: soon is not a strategy. She thought: soon has nine days inside it and nine days was not enough time to keep using soon the way she had been using it. She looked at the amber light. She said: "I've been memorizing." He was still. "The apartment," she said. "The mornings. The — " She stopped. She was not going to list the things she had been memorizing. She knew what she was memorizing and he knew what she was memorizing and to list them would be to perform the knowing rather than to simply have it

“I saw your annotations in it.” Hoyles’s eyes widened. “Didn’t I just give you that book before class? And the relevant material is near the back. I refuse to believe you just happened to flip to that page and memorize it. Medical knowledge is profound and difficult—without foundational knowledge, it’s hard to grasp after one reading.” “I read the whole book once and memorized it. But I only memorized it by rote—I don’t fully understand it.” “You memorized everything after just one read?” Hoyles grabbed my shoulders in disbelief.