Memory Loss Novels & Stories

“ Ma’am, what I am trying to say is, what happened to your daughter is a situation of life and death. It’s unbelievable that she is able to survive the incident. I mean, no one does but she did. So, I with my colleagues are doing our possible best to make sure she is alive. But… “ He paused. “ But what?” She asked. “ We have a problem here. Your daughter’s brain cells has been damaged and I’m sorry to say that her memory has been affected. “ “ What?!” She exclaimed. “ Doctor, what does that mean?” She asked, frightened. “It means, she’ll be having a loss of memory. But the good news is, it’s temporal. So, it means we can still solve the problem.” He assured her. Mrs Sotomayor heaved. “ How l

ARIA’S POV The doctor enters the room with a reassuring smile, but the weight of the situation is clear in his eyes. I can’t help but ask about my memory—why I can’t remember certain things, and why my head still feels heavy with confusion. The doctor listens patiently before explaining. "Aria, you've experienced significant trauma to your head.” He explains to me that the impact caused a disruption in my brain's ability to access certain memories. This type of memory loss is often temporary, but it's a result of the brain protecting itself from further injury. In medical terms, this is known as selective amnesia.

He told her about how it started; with the loss of memory, memories, faces, subtle things that are not of great importance. He told her that at some point he would become more serious, permanently forgetful. Inevitably, his brain would not be able to add memories and he would become an irritable person, with zero ability to reason. He wouldn't know who she is or those around her. He would reach the point where he would need medical attention because he would not fend for himself.

I wondered if it was due to my inability to remember the past. "I've indeed lost a significant portion of my memory." The doctor nodded solemnly. "That's right. Head injuries can cause short- or long-term memory loss. You shouldn't rush these things. Avoid mental stress and excessive brain usage. Try to recall some past events and adjust your emotions. The lost memories will return as you gradually relax." "Are you saying I might recover my memories, even after so many years have passed?" I was excited because I wanted to remember my childhood. I knew those memories must hold a special significance.

"What kind of disease is this? Does... does it have any cure?" "The so-called selectively losing memory refers to the people who have been stimulated by external stimulation or their brains have been hit, forgetting some things that they don't want to remember or want to escape from. Strictly speaking, this is not a disease, but an instinctive reaction based on self-protection. Generally speaking, selectively losing memory will gradually recover after time erosion. However, for some things, objects, or people that have a psychological impact on the patient themselves, it is not ruled out that there is a possibility of selectively forgetting."

"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…"

She noticed the very dress she wore days ago, a strong unpleasant emotion sent a signal to her brain making her remembered what had fully happened again. "This can't be happening" she cried as she shook under her duvet, crying. Everything had returned like it just happened, even the wound seems bare. She managed to get off her bed and grab something to wear, something comfortable and that hides every bruise she has. In the next few minutes, she was dressed in a pair of black yoga pants, a tank top, and a sweater over it. Putting on a bra was never her thing, especially when she is at home, so she never bothers herself to put one on.

If she doesn't remember the past anymore, the debt he owes her will never be paid off in this lifetime. The doctor pushed her out, took off her mask, and said to Carwyn: "Mr Carwyn, the cause of Miss Grainne's memory loss is exactly as she said, due to being submerged in water for too long, the brain is deprived of oxygen. so it affects memory. This type of memory loss is very difficult to treat with drugs, can only rely on your own recovery. It also means that whether or not you can recover depends entirely on Miss Grainne herself." Carwyn frowned and asked, "What's the greatest chance of recovery?" The doctor was silent for a

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.

Elliot leaned back in his chair, jaw tightening. During lunch, he had done something he rarely did: he had searched for answers online. Memory loss after sleep. Temporary blackouts. Forgetting specific events at night. He had expected reassurance. He had not received it. Stress could impair concentration. Sleep deprivation could cause confusion. But selective memory loss of a specific time frame? The explanations repeated themselves in clinical, impersonal language. Alcohol. Sedatives. Medication. He had not drunk alcohol. He was certain of that.