Never Forget What They Took From Us Novels & Stories

Yet they never looked in the right direction. Never saw him. Never realized. Ama felt tears form. Because the tragedy wasn't neglect. It was failure. A heartbreaking failure. The Witness whispered: “We forgot that forgetting was possible.” Silence. The sentence echoed across eternity. How do you protect someone from being forgotten… If forgetting has never existed before? How do you search for someone… When the act of losing them erases the memory that they are missing? Aurel's eye widened slightly. The anger Ama expected never came.

Left behind. A ghost had taken it from us. And I had no idea if we'd ever get it back.

I will take everything. I remembered the day I tried to take my sister's husband. I remembered his face. He looked at me with disgust. He chose her over me. He always chose her. Everyone always chose her. Not anymore. Now I choose. I choose to destroy them. I choose to take what is mine. I will erase their memory. I will take their legacy.

Of all the factions and groups that comprised the community. "We are forgetting," Spring said without preamble. "The young ones are forgetting our history. Forgetting our struggles. Forgetting Hope's teachings. They take peace for granted. Take coexistence for granted. Take harmony for granted. They do not understand what it cost to build this. What was sacrificed to create this. What was given to make this possible. They are forgetting. And if they forget, they will not value what they have. Will not protect what was built. Will not preserve what was given. They will take it for granted. Will let it erode. Will allow it to collapse. We must act. Must preserve memory. Must ensure the young o

She whispered against his collarbone: “They don’t own the fire anymore.” Cassian’s voice was low. “No. You do.” She looked out at the crowd. At the ash in the water. At the boy who watched from behind Nova’s leg, his drawing clutched in his hand. Then she said, to everyone: “You will forget names. You will forget policies. But you will not forget this.” “And when they come again because they will you will remember: I burned, and I walked out.”

Her silver eyes reflected the approaching tide. “What happened to them?” The Harvester answered quietly., “They forgot.” Silence followed. The explanation sounded simple. Too simple. The Harvester looked toward the darkness. “We remembered our worlds.”Its voice trembled. We remembered our families. The Forgotten Ones drew closer. “We remembered why we survived.” A pause. “They forgot everything.” The balance tightened. Kael’s eyes narrowed. “And what remained?” The Harvester’s expression darkened. “Hunger.” The answer echoed across existence.

We had our peace, we had our mountain, and no one was ever going to take it away from us. To be continued...

"Remember the day we spoke on the rooftop; it was raining and, and, remember the school trip when I got sick and you took care of me and held me and brought me bananas. Remember when I taught you how to cheat at chess and remember prom when you said..." His lips part, and a sound escapes him—a mix of frustration and uncertainty. It's a gut-wrenching sound that cuts through me like a knife. My heart aches as I realize that the memories of us I hold so dear have slipped away from him, like grains of sand through an open hand. Desperation claws at my chest, and I sink to my knees beside his bed. "Please, William," I sob. "You mean to me more than words can express. Please don't forget me. Pleas

It was so nostalgic that shattered my heart into pieces especially when we arrived at our home's driveway. My tears suddenly fell when a memory flashed into my mind. It was here, when I pushed Blake away and decided to mary Thunder instead as I was threatened by my parents that they will sue Blake for rape and kidnapping if I won't obey their decision. Everything was very hard for me that time. At a very young age, I learned to sacrifice myself for the sake of someone's good. "Mom, why are you crying?" A soft voice from my son disturbed my thoughts. I drew him closer to me then wrapped my arms around him, letting my tears flow in mixed emotions.

"Nessa, when you read this, your new life begins. Don't dwell on the past, and don't try to uncover who you used to be. Trust me, move forward with determination. You have what it takes to live a brilliant life. "Also, never believe in love or any nonsense men spout. People change. No one is ever truly reliable. The only person you can count on is yourself. You must love yourself first and foremost." She folded the note and slipped it into her pocket, ready for herself to find when she woke. The airport speakers announced the final boarding call. "Passenger Nessa Hill, your flight is about to depart. Please proceed to Gate H25 immediately." Courtney pulled out the vial of memory-erasing poti