Memory Lost Novels & Stories

Hannah's POV I was talking to Fernando and explaining what had happened when Dr. Molina showed up all flustered, telling us that Domani and Frederick were hospitalized. They say there was something called muscle memory, when muscles memorize movements and make repetitions easier, but I thought my body had muscle memory, skeletal memory, basically every fiber of my body had a memory I thought would never be lost - the memory of pain from everything Frederick had done to me, because just mentioning his name made me feel pain and tremble with fear.

"If I’m still alive, then it can’t be that bad!” Aunt laughed and said, "Summer, you're going to live a very long life!" The surgery had gone really well. The doctor said I might lose some memories, but I still recognized everyone I had seen so far. Even though I sometimes felt like I had forgotten some things, I did not really want to remember them anyway. In fact, I thought forgetting might make me even happier. Once I was out of danger, I moved to a regular room. With Aunt looking after me, I started feeling better really fast.

"Oh... okay. Thank you, Doc Oliver." When my co-doctor leaves the room, I was just sighing the whole time when I saw Audrey just standing on the side of her mom's bed, and she couldn't do anything. Kris does not remember any of us, and as far as I know about short-term memory loss, it is a condition in which the patient forgets the things that happened to them recently.

“I lost my memory." ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````

The absolute malice was almost smothering. Trembling from the effects of her encounter with the intense emotions, MIra stepped away from the ruins. Remembering something else, she gasped and put her hand over her mouth and gazed at the ruins in a new light. A strange, soul-deep sorrow overtook her and she began to mourn. For what, she couldn't really say. But she felt the sorrow in the depths of her soul. Then she realized. Soulmates had died here. Together. It was the sorrow that she had felt. The beast of the castle had lost his love in a final battle and his grief had caused his death. What that beast had been was unknown to her and she was intrigued with the idea that a race of something

“Then why the hell haven’t I gotten my memory back? Living like this... it’s not exactly ideal.” Dr. Moretti exhaled softly, giving me that sympathetic nod doctors must learn in med school. “Memory loss, especially due to prolonged medical conditions, doesn’t always have a predictable timeline. Your brain is showing excellent signs of recovery, and I have every reason to believe your memories will return.” He leaned forward slightly. “But you need to give it time. Forcing it could do more harm than good.”

said the 2nd elder. "I have another opinion. Medical research has shown a temporary memory loss in Ms. Everhart's brain. That's because of the shock and panic Ms. Everhart has experienced over the years. The memory loss is temporary, which means she can remember again. We just have to give her time and a good environment to recover her memory," explained the head of the hospital.

He couldn't. Hope surged through my veins as I hurriedly picked up the second bottle and turned it to read its label. Remembro. And, that's was when all that was glued back together with hope. Shattered all over again. Pieces of me laid there on the floor. Shattered. Tears brimming in the corner of my eyes, making them shine. Remembro is an illegal drug in Eleneas. It is used to damage the memory power of a person making them unable to remembering things.

"What's the matter? Don't recognize me?" Mable stared at the man in front of her, and a faint sense of familiarity crossed her mind. "You are…" Now, it was Anthony’s turn to be surprised. He smirked and said mockingly, "Seems like you have a lot of friends but a bad memory. It's only been two or three years, and you don't remember me?" Mable speculated that she must have known him in the past. "I'm sorry; I lost a lot of my memories two years ago due to an injury. I don't remember many people or events."

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.