Novel & Cerita Memory Lost

I asked nervously. “Mr. Hernandez, I am saying that Nyla is suffering memory loss. In other words, she has amnesia and I’m not sure how long it would take before she gets back her memory. It’s hard to predict, these dents are small and her memory can come back anytime.” A look of horror came over my face, and I could hear my mom and sister gasping. Turning to Nyla, I saw that she was still confused as to what's going on.

Her fall was quite fatal, so it is expected to happen,' the doctor said making my insides tighter. ‘If she forgot who she is in recent times then she should remember me from her past. She was supposed to express shock at seeing me after so many years but she obviously doesn't know who I am at all,’ I said. Getting up from my seat, I started pacing. ‘It is called selective memory loss. I guess her mind had a reason to wipe that off,’ the doctor said. ‘Of all the people she could forget, her mind chose to wipe off all the memories of my existence? How convenient?’ I hissed.

Timothy stared, without giving an answer. "You said you were going to give an answer as to why she doesn't remember who the fuck I am, but she remembers that piece of shit. That trash bag." Timothy sighed, walking back to his seat with a warm cup of coffee. "It's a condition that is associated with people who have a brain tumor and have had surgery for the tumor. The memories are originally stored in the Cerebral Cortex. Their brain, knowing it could lose its memories, protects the most important memories moving them from the Cerebral Cortex to the Amygdala, which stores the emotional aspect of the memories. And we can say this is the category your memories with her fall into. Unfortunately,

A strange heaviness settled inside my chest. Ever since my conversation with Derek, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about my missing memories. Because now that I actually focused on it, I knew that it truly wasn’t normal. I remembered nothing before age nine. Nothing. No blurry images or distant feelings. Just blankness. My oldest memory was my mother bringing me to Mike. Everything before that was darkness. At the time, I had never questioned it. Children forget things, right? That was what I assumed. But Derek had looked genuinely disturbed when I told him. And now even Mia seemed unsettled by it. So what exactly had happened to me? I had to find out…

"I don't remember anything. Just waking up here. Nothing before that." Dr. Chen had confirmed it. Complete retrograde amnesia. The memory centers were intact, physically, but the memories themselves were gone. Erased. The price the magic had demanded. "Maybe they'll come back," Anya said. Hoping. Desperate. "Sometimes memory loss is temporary. Sometimes..." "Sometimes it's permanent," Dr. Chen finished gently. "I'm sorry, Anya. But based on what I'm seeing...the way the implants were connected, the trauma from their removal...there's a strong possibility her memories are gone for good."

He moved to the machine, pressed three buttons, and then handed three metal helmets to my parents and Steve. “Mr. Zeller,” he explained carefully, “once the three of you sit down and put these helmets on, you’ll be able to view the subject’s memories through the built-in visual interface. Based on her brain activity, she’ll only be able to recall three memories. Anything beyond that is extremely dangerous and could cause brain damage, seizures, bleeding, or permanent memory loss.” “Three times is enough. The first one should be about Emily’s disappearance. She definitely knows something,” Steve said impatiently as he grabbed a helmet and sat down beside me.

Summer's face had gone very still. "Gray," she said softly. "There's no fixing it," I said. "I need you to understand that. It's going to get worse. I'm going to forget things. I already do. I might forget my dad. I might forget Crew. I might forget myself eventually." I looked at her. "I don't want to forget you. I know that probably sounds strange given that you've only been in this house a short time but it's true. And I keep video clips on my phone, of conversations, of moments, so that when I lose them I can find them again."

I winced and pressed a palm on my forehead, my throat was suddenly feeling dry. “You said I had lost my memories, but I remember Alaric, Laziel, I remember everyone. The only thing I can't remember is how I got here and…” I blinked, tilting my head to the side. That's weird. There were gaps in the memories that I had. “You have selective amnesia. Your brain has chosen to forget the most traumatic moments of your life because of what had happened to you. You might be able to regain them slowly but sometimes, there are rare cases where the memory disappears completely.” The doctor informed me.

“Thank you, Marie. You’ve been super helpful. Can you tell us what you remember last?” “Errr… Well, it’s sort of hazy but I remember we were at the ‘Advances in Integrated Marketing’ conference, and Steven had given me the night off because I had been feeling ill. I went to my hotel room and fell asleep till now.” Steven’s head reeled with panic as he listened to Marie's narration. The event she was describing had happened over three years ago. Was she suffering from memory loss? Didn't she remember her promotion to EA, and the business with Kazuko Inc.? Did she not remember their marriage?

"Anya, I'm allergic to milk. Don't you remember?" I froze, then said, "Oh, really? Sorry, I forgot. Lately, I seem to have trouble remembering things about you. What's going on? Why did we get together in the first place? It's very strange. Why am I only forgetting things about you?" Fabian's expression grew darker as I spoke, showing signs that he might explode.