Memory Of An Elephant Novels & Stories

And closed it with a sigh. “Did you not want to read anything?” Tristan asked me puzzled. I smiled at him, feeling my lip crack a little as I did “I did.” I saw the confusion on his face and giggled “I have a photographic memory. I can recall information at any time just by looking at it. Kind of like pulling out a photograph to look at whenever you want to. I retain facts and conversations and recall them easily.” His mouth formed an ‘O’ as he processed the information.

she held my hands, and an electrical current zipped through me. I pulled my hand back in shock, “I’m sorry but I don’t know you.” I looked around the room and noticed three other males laying in cots like mine, “what happened?” A woman came out from behind a curtain and answered, “you were in a car accident. It would seem you have amnesia. Could be temporary, but we won’t know for sure until we give it time.” My mouth went agape, amnesia? “I remember my name, my family, surely I don’t have amnesia,” I told her.

"Eight men visible. Probably more we can't see. Professional setup." "The photo," Celeste said suddenly. "Mila, the photo you showed me. Where did you get it?" "From my head." Mila touched her temple. "It's in here. All of it. Thousands of files. Documents. Photos. Codes." "That's impossible." "Is it?" Mila's laugh sounded broken. "My earliest memory is being five years old in a lab. People in white coats asking me to memorize things. Pages and pages of information. They said I was special. That my brain could store data like a computer."

I, on the other hand, was dressed in a plain white bathing suit. “What?” I say when I realize I have completely zoned out from the conversation. “Kira, I mean. She remembers everything.” I purse my lips. “Right.” “I'm serious. When she was four, Nikolai had her tested by a doctor because she could recall things about the fire with a scary amount of precision that worried him. They call what she has Eidetic Imagery or something like that. It means she has a photographic memory. She remembers everything as long as she's seen it”

“I don’t know this looks like a love problem and I don’t want any part of it” “How’s he?” I whisper, turning to Nisha. “He’s getting better but still can’t recall anything it’s like from the time he stepped in my room at the hospital till he woke up in bed the memory is missing” Nisha cringes looking at him. I know what she’s scared of the most, Elijah’s wolf also lost his memory which is strange. How could they possibly get to his wolf through his subconscious? I hold her hand in mine giving an encouraging smile. “The good thing is he safe and that’s all that matters”

In an instant, Caspian felt that a beam of light enveloped him. "What's going on?" Caspian was still puzzled when the letters rearranged themselves into words, and a mnemonic chant suddenly appeared in his mind. "The Fundamental Law of a Hunting Whale? What's this? Is this a martial art skill?" Caspian was excited, but he immediately calmed himself down. The Fundamental Law of a Hunting Whale's mnemonic chant was different from The Strangulation of an Angered Dragon. It instantly appeared in Caspian's consciousness, as if it was his original memory and he would never forget it.

I reminded him and he still had that blank look on. “I said that?” “Yes, yes you did. Just now.” And then I watched him keenly as he tried to remember what he said and that right there hit me squarely in the head. This pattern. I’ve seen it numerous times. But not with Kaine, not really. But with other wolves, especially when they were asked questions. Just like with the plague. Exactly like the plague. They couldn’t remember when put on the spot, because what the mind forgot, the body would always remember, just like it did with patterns. A reflex action and muscle memory kicked into action.

I would look like an elephant if I ate the amount of food she ate. "Don't make a big deal out of my simple question." I say. "I have some important information that will interest you." She says, fixing her eyes in mine. "About what?" I ask, looking at her and noticing that Mayleen is looking at her too, like she also wants to hear the information. "How did you lose your memory? I have been investigating, and...

He lowers his voice, “she watches us to make sure we aren’t a threat.” “How does she know we aren’t?” JD asks. “Elephants are smart,” the driver says. “Some say if you look into the eyes of an elephant, you can see the very soul of the world reflecting back.” He nods slightly, “trust me, she knows who is and who is good.” “Like Santa?” Cleo asks slowly. “Just like Santa,” James answers. “So we must always be good to the elephants and never hurt them.” “Why is that one by itself?” JD asks, pointing to a lone elephant that is trailing behind the herd.

That's just without the nudity. While waiting, I sat on the bed, thoughtfully fingering my curls. The door was quietly opened and, almost closing the entire doorway, the beast came out. Even though we were already fairly familiar, I still froze anxiously for the first few seconds. The wolf looked me over, sniffed, and then purred contentedly and moved towards me. Very fast. Before I could jump back, I was knocked over onto the bed and pressed from above by a huge animal carcass. Hot breath touched my face, and a cold nose tickled my cheek. Frozen in surprise at first, I immediately began to resist when they tried to express their attention to me by licking. Whoo. I tried to get out or push m