Novel & Cerita My Little Amnesia

Amore asked as she wiped away her tears. “You have amnesia. You had an accident when you graduated eight months ago,” Xavier revealed. Amore's eyes widened. 'Amnesia? Graduation. My parents and me inside a car. That dream! It was all from my past!' Amore thought. “S-so, it was not just a dream. I had a reoccurring dream that matches what you said. I s-saw them in my dreams. I saw their faces, their h-happy faces," Amore said in between sobs as she cried again.

The only difference was that this time they were all clear as day and started playing out in front of me like a movie. The memories I had lost that took place during the dark and faded couple of months I had no memory of started returning to me, starting with waking up in a hospital room with strangers around me crying and pacing around worriedly. It was my father, mother, and elder brother, but I didn’t know who they are, nor did I know my identity. I remember the doctor telling me I had amnesia and my family trying to help me regain my memory, but nothing worked. My soul ached when the feeling of not having an identity reverberated through my soul and I didn’t blame myself anymore for want

from raising his eyebrow it turns to furrow his forehead! "I don't remember." "Is that so? you don't remember me? I'm your ex." "Ex? sorry I have memories that I don't remember."- Mary Ann "Amnesia?" luckily her mood suddenly lights up and her tone becomes approachable "Yes, they told me its Lacunar Amnesia."- Mary Ann, she plays her hair while answering "Really, how are you?" "I'm okay."- Mary Ann "Can I sit here?" "Sure."- Mary Ann

A little girl came inside the room with a middle aged man. “How are you doing?”. The man asked. “What happened to me?”. I asked curiously without answering him first. “Oh sorry…let me introduce myself, my name is Richard and this is my daughter Mabel”. The man introduced. “Hi….what's your name?”. The little girl asked with a cute smile. “I…I…don't know my name”. How can I not know my name? I can't even remember anything. “You were hit by my truck, and I think you have a slight amnesia. Do you feel pain anywhere?”. Mr Richard asked.

This must be a joke. "But I know who I am." I stare blankly. Dr. Toring looks at me a little confused at first then jerks his head up, acknowledging my statement. "Oh, no Mr. Cole, it's not what you see on the soap Operas and television series. Amnesia is a form of short term memory loss and that is currently what you have." Again, I look at nurse Candice, almost hoping there will be a got you in there somewhere. Same look comes across her face but when she does look at me this time, I see sympathy. She moves forward and holds my hand.

“But there’s one thing you both need to understand.” Nana held Cecilia’s hand. The girl sat weakly on the bed, looking at them with an empty gaze. “Your daughter has total amnesia. She doesn’t remember who she is, has no memory of her past, and she doesn’t even recognize her own name.” Nana immediately turned to Cecilia. “Sweetheart… you don’t remember anything at all?” Cecilia slowly shook her head. “I’m sorry, Mama… I really don’t remember anything.”

The silence that followed wasn’t heavy anymore but it needed to be broken. “Alaric…” I called out his name, “Well… There's something I'm confused about. I actually don't remember the reason why I'm here, I don't remember what happened.” “The doctor mentioned it. He says you have selective amnesia and the memories would come back slowly.”

There was hope then. "Amnesia refers to a large-scale loss of memories. It is an inability to recall old memories that had happened in the past," he added in an assertive tone, trying to make them understand without hurting their sentiments more than they had already been hurt. "She does not remember you both," he said, nodding at both Uzair and Shreyaaz. He continued, "Because the past having the two of you is being blocked by certain cells in the brain to protect her." "What is the meaning of this?" Uzair asked calmly, eyes having a unique storm within. “Protect her from what? Us?” Stealing a breath, his lips seemed to quiver at the obvious answer.

“Ma’am, please stay calm. You’re suffering from something called short-term amnesia. It’s temporary. You may have trouble remembering recent events, but it will come back.” “I don’t understand,” I whispered, my pulse quickening. “You’re saying I forgot my life?” “Not all of it,” she said softly. “Just parts of it. The last few months, maybe a year.” She turned to one of the nurses. “Please, get her family.” Then they left the room, leaving me in silence. I looked around desperately for my bag, my phone, anything familiar, but there was nothing. I pressed my palms against my forehead, trying to remember, but each time I tried, a sharp pain shot through my head like an electric current.

I may have lost my memory, but I ain't deaf. I ignored him as he continued to examine me and give me a check-up. "Well, you are perfectly fine. It's just you have mild amnesia. You can't recall whatever memories you've lost. It's like your brain shut down those memories, and I'm not sure you can ever remember..." Markus said as I felt bad. Whatever I had with Tristan is gone forever.