Memory Loss Novels & Stories

the Doc asked from the other end. “Dad, is it possible for a memory loss to cause a change in a person’s character, taste, style or preference? I mean, let's say someone used to hate chocolate, and after a memory loss, they begin to love it or they suddenly have no problem with it. Is that possible?” she queried.

But I was still not in the mood for calls, so I decided to turn my phone off. I woke up the next morning, I didn't know when I slept in. My head was still banging, and I was reminded that my husband was dead. Last night's event kept replaying, I looked beside my nightstand, I took our wedding portrait and looked at the man I married, The one who left me a widow even though he's been gone for a long time his Memories of us were still fresh in my head. Tears filled my eyes, my sight was blurry, I placed the portrait upside down and made my way to the kitchen counter to take some medications for the headache. Knock knock (someone was knocking)

"You met accident in yesterday night." "Then why i am feeling like Kai died" Edward said "Because you lose your memories." Rose said "What rubbish if i lost my memory then who will remember you guys." "Because you only losted few memories of yours. It's called Alzheimer." Hope Interfered finally. "What do you mean." "Alzheimer is such a disease where patient remembers some of the memories. And the others get deleted from his brain. You remember everything upto Kai's death but after that you don't remember a thing"

Chris asked, puzzled "It's strange that we could not identify the reason why she lost her memory. We already did multiple tests but we haven't found any possible cause. Her brain structure is surprisingly fine, no damage at all." "Is that possible?" Ken looks more confused. "That is impossible to happen. Memory loss is caused by either Alzheimer's disease or a serious accident where brain tissues are damaged." "Can it be from stress? Or trauma? Like selective memory loss?" This time it's Jeremy. His two best friends looked at him with such surprise. Jeremy has never been inquisitive since he found the girl. "It can be selective

**** ~ 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 frowned at the passing streets. Why did this turn feel unexpected? Why did that building look misplaced? A cold realization slid through me. I did not remember the way to my own office. My hand tightened against the seat. No. Impossible. My memory loss was retrograde. Akes had explained it clearly. Difficulty remembering old memories. This was different. This was worse. I said nothing to the driver. Instead, I opened my phone and typed a single line into my notes. Call Akes. I read it twice.

“What he told you was all true, but they were half-truths." And, dazedly, I nodded, still comprehending his revealed truth, which was still partial and incomplete. So, I waited patiently for him to continue. My blood rushed through my veins at a very unusual speed. Maybe because I had sensed somewhere I was not told the entire truth from the beginning, which he confirmed I wasn't. “The accident had left you with a brain injury,” I gulped. “It is when a person can no longer memorise or recall information that is stored in their memory. It was a large-scale loss of memories on your part because you have lost five years of it.”

Darryl rushed forward and pressed his hands onto Shelly's shoulders as he shouted desperately. When she felt the pressure of Darryl's hands on her shoulders, Shelly blushed and said, "Darryl, I was just looking at Lily's CT scan. Her brain injury was pretty serious. I believe she is suffering from Selective Memory Loss." Selective Memory Loss? Darryl's heart sank; he was stunned. Shelly nodded. "Yes, selective memory loss, which is the loss of memory over a certain period. She could not recognize you, but she knew about everyone else. It appeared that she had lost her memories from the past three

she smiles at me. "Do you think someone can be incapable of loving?" "No," she chuckles, her gentle laughter echoing through the bedroom. "No?" I repeat her with a tilted head. "Man is the only kind on this Earth that can have this improved brain. We think, move, breathe, sleep... feel. Because of the brain. And the brain has the ability to store and remember lots of information, including memories. The brain is something truly unique. It can delete pieces of information that it considers as less important. But memories that left stronger feelings in you can be stored in the memory for long. Really long. That's why your grandma might remember in perfect detail the first time she saw your gra

the old sage said. "Why are we talking about memory card?" Prince Nalan asked. "I'm trying to make you understand the disease that befell the children. Lossing their memory is like loosing all the files in a memory card. Actually, what happens during memory loss is that all the memories of the person gets wiped out from the brain. The brain becomes totally blank and new." The old sage said.