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This innocent child who was 7 years old at the time woke up two weeks later and she suffered a unique type of amnesia that she couldn’t recollect her name, her past, and events that led to her mishap. She spoke in pure English and it was difficult for the police to trace her parents and where she lived as she could not recall anything. It was also as if there was a powerful cabal that masterminded the attack that caused her accident as all information to aid investigation was completely wiped out. She was such an intelligent and beautiful-spirited girl that every staff of the hospital and even detectives loved her and provided all she needed. She liked to draw and read books so she was given

‘At the look of things, I think she has amnesia,’ the doctor said. ‘Amnesia? What is that?’ Karen asked looking confused. ‘Amnesia is a post-traumatic condition that makes you forget things, and in the case of Miss Rotman, I think it is partial amnesia,’ the doctor explained. ‘Which means it could be worse,’ Pearl's stepmum asked. ‘Yes. Now, she has only forgotten a part of her life. Some people forget everything including their names. Her fall was quite fatal, so it is expected to happen,' the doctor said making my insides tighter.

After a movement of silence, Darren put down his cutleries looked back at her, and said, “Mom, Areiza is suffering from amnesia. She is forgotten about all of us.” “What? Amnesia?” Lillian’s eyes widened in horror. The plate in her hand fell on the ground, shattering into pieces. And the pieces of steak were scattered all over the floor. Some of the sauce is splashed onto his white shirt, leaving a tough stain. Hurriedly, she pulled out the chair beside him and sat down and asked, “Darren, what happened to Areiza? How and why did she lose her memory?” “Well, according to the doctor, the experience was so traumatizing for her that she chose to forget the painful experience subconsciously,” Da

Did you put cream and sugar too? Yes, it's a mixture of coffee, chocolate, whipped cream and a little sugar. Naomi responded. Naomi was misty-eyed... she couldn't remember her favorite hot drink. Ari was in Dr Steven's room... explaining what selective amnesia was. Selective amnesia is a type of amnesia in which the sufferer loses certain parts of their memory. Common elements that may be forgotten are relationships with people, special talents, where they live, abilities in certain areas, and or traumatic events.

I was scared of the next words that will proceed out of the doctors mouth. "Your husband has a mild amnesia, due to the head injury he has, that is post traumatic amnesia," the doctor said, folding his hands on the well polished metal desk top. He brought out a file and flipped through it. it might probably be Kene's medical file, my heart began to throw a fit in my chest and suddenly I started feeling sick. My breath caught up in my chest making it difficult for me to breathe. I fought very hard to keep the poignant memories at bay, evoking them would only make things worst. The reality was that Kene won't even remember me, he won't remember his children. He won't remember anything.

Anna whispered into the silence of the room, her voice filled with despair. Anna truly had no memory of who she really was. Her past was like a blank white canvas, spotless, without a single stroke of color from either her childhood or her youth. Seven years had already passed since she awakened from her long coma in Berlin, and although Grandma Wen had trained her relentlessly to master the Lancaster business empire, not even the smallest fragment of her memories had returned. Every time she tried to force her mind to break through the darkness of her amnesia, an excruciating headache would always strike her like endless torture.

“What’s going on? Why can’t I remember anything?” Dr. Vincent sighed, his eyes kind, his voice heavy. “You’re likely suffering from amnesia,” he said, his words measured, his hand on my arm. “The trauma from the gunshot, the blood loss, the surgery—it can disrupt memory. It might return in days, weeks, maybe months or years. We’ll run tests, monitor you, see if anything comes back.” I nodded, my tears streaming, my heart racing, my pain a constant throb. “Amnesia?” I whispered, my voice cracking, my fear raw. “How did this happen? Who shot me? Why?”

Just as I was about to turn and leave, Elisa suddenly shouted, "Leno, you're finally awake!" He lay in Elisa's arms, confused as he looked at the people around him. He struggled to sit up and asked, "Who are you?" When he turned his head and saw me, his gaze lit up instantly. "Flora Hall!" Leno was then taken back to the hospital for further examination. "The excessive dosage of wolfsbane has damaged Alpha Leno's brain and nerves, causing temporary amnesia. His memory has regressed to 15 years ago," a healer said.

“What? No, of course not, your daddy is alright. It’s just… He had amnesia.” “Amnesia? What’s that?” He asked, his head tilted to the side in confusion. “It’s a condition in which the patient can’t recall memories.” She gently said and watched as her words soaked in before adding. “You daddy can’t remember a lot of things.” “Including me?” The child asked after his mother’s words has sung in. Leonica nodded her head. “Yes, but,” She quickly added when she saw the tears gathering in his eyes. “He knows of you. In fact, he has a picture of us, from when you guys went gaming, remember that?” She asked.

"Chester, I'm sorry. I lied to you. I'm your real fiancee, not Janet." The moment Tiffany finished, Janet tightened her hold on my hand. I stayed quiet and looked up at Tiffany, her eyes brimming with tears. After a long beat, I smirked. "Is that so?" I threaded my fingers through Janet's and said, "I've got amnesia. I don't remember anything from before, so why would I take your word for it just because you said so?"