My Little Amnesia: Fluttershy Novels & Stories

fascinating I said too much like I know everything nice. "Is that it then go ahead I will do what is right" I sat down in the chair and breathed out deeply. "I'm sorry if I can't help and only say words I can do. The truth is I also don't know what to do with them, I don't know how are they being punished. To be honest I don't remember anything right now just my name I know after waking up after a month in slumber" explaining this to them helped them too. "Wait you are a sort of royalness amnesia?"

She laughed, poking on my chest as she said, “ Don't play it. You know exactly what I mean.” My eyes darted around in confusion, I didn't understand a single thing she was saying as I tried to speak out as I said, “ No, I don't.” She laughed at my words, “ Oh dear, so now you have amnesia?” She asked. I shook my head, calling out to her again, “ Linda!” “ What! What? Every fucking minute. All I hear is Linda. Can you stop calling my name and trying to rein me like I'm some dog you are taking care of, it's pathetic.”

The future Don of his family, Evan Jenco, suffered from a strange ailment. He would get amnesia every three years, but the only person he would forget was his childhood love, Nancy Sartori. Nancy was 18 the first time it happened to Evan. They had promised to spend their entire lives together under the beautiful fireworks in the night sky, but Evan forgot everything about them after one night and even fell in love with another woman.

he said, his voice breaking slightly, "why let me believe you were lost. Why let me sit beside your bed explaining your own marriage back to you like a stranger." I sat down heavily across from him, my hands pressed together, trying to find some way to explain something I barely understood myself. "Because the amnesia was the only version of me that ever let itself be gentle with you," I said. "Do you understand what I'm saying. Not the injury changing who I was. The forgetting itself, becoming a kind of permission I'd never given myself before. I could hold your hand without the weight of two years of guilt sitting behind it. I could ask if I'd been good to you without already knowing, with

Damien was like a mirror image of Erys, but with white horns and grey wings. "Yeah?" Erys turned to Damien. "Why the tears, squirt?" Oh, thank god that had worked. "Erys!" I scrambled up and glomped him, squeezing him tight. "What'd I miss?" He put his arms around me, extending the embrace when the kids joined the hug. "Asstwat over there forced amnesia on you so you'd forget Mom and us," Kanna informed him. Elly climbed her way onto his leg and wouldn't let go. "Yeah, asstwat over here would like to move now," Lucifer crossed his arms.

“Then explain it.” Adams opened his mouth. Nothing came out. Saria stared at him. Again. Another hesitation. Another secret. Her chest tightened. Why does everyone do that? Adams looked at her. Do what? “Stop talking whenever I ask about my life.” Her voice broke. “I’m the one who lost my memory. “I’m the one who wakes up every morning not knowing who I am.” She pointed toward Lily. “And that little girl is calling me Mummy.” Her eyes filled with tears.

Sometimes if you were rejected she would be kind and give you a second chance mate but if you were bad the Moon Goddess would condemn you and never pair you with another mate which would eventually turn you crazy. How is it a wolf in my head could remember these things and yet I can’t, how is it I have been struck with amnesia and she wasn’t. I can hear everything you think, I think it was because I was silenced. Whatever happened to you caused you to shut me out before the amnesia kicked in.

Emily asked, her eyes narrowing with realization. Ivy blinked, "Amelia doesn't know how to swim?" She said and then paused as she remembered that she was the one being referred to. "I mean, I don't know how to swim?" Emily's shock and confusion deepened as Amelia momentarily forgot her own name. It was as if a veil had been drawn over her memories, leaving both of them in a state of disarray. "You... you don't know how to swim" Emily stammered, trying to make sense of the inexplicable changes that seemed to have occurred in her friend.

I began to cry because I felt crazy I felt a sharp pain in my head and I screamed loudly and held my head The pain was persistent The door opened and humans rushed in and calmed me down. I felt better as I laid down I closed my eyes and it all began to flow in How I was sucked up by the grey ditch How I blacked out and woke up in this type of room I remembered that I didn't know where I was or who I was Then my full memory worked in Me: oh no! I said when I remembered Me: I'm Princess Gladys I yelled Me: no, I can't. No it can't be I began to cry I remembered everything I did

But his efforts proved fruitless, and a profound sense of loss settled within him. Finally, a glimmer of hope emerged when Amelia began to stir from her deep slumber. Slowly, her eyelids fluttered open, revealing blank and confused eyes. The medical team rushed to her side, relieved to see her awake, but concerned about her apparent memory loss. "Can you tell us your name? Do you remember anything about yourself?" one of the doctors asked gently. Amelia blinked, trying to grasp the significance of the question. But her mind remained shrouded in a fog of emptiness. She shook her head, her voice soft and uncertain, "I don't... I don't remember anything. Who am I? Where am I from?"