Novel & Cerita Nostalgic Memories

something lingering at the back of my mind, just out of reach. The feeling is subtle, like the faintest whisper of a forgotten dream, but it’s persistent. It tugs at the edges of my consciousness, urging me to remember something important—something from the past that I can’t quite grasp. I try to shake it off, telling myself that it’s nothing, but the nagging feeling doesn’t go away. I inhale deeply, the scent of Mikhail fills my senses, but even that can’t block the quiet whisper that seems to echo inside me. It’s almost like a memory locked away, too far for me to reach, yet so close.

It is a nursery room with lots of babies peacefully sleeping. They look so cute! I continue watching them but I didn't notice that Maia is on my side now. She quietly watch the babies so I did the same thing. Minutes later from watching the babies, I suddenly felt something. My heart beating so fast that it hurts. I can't figure it out. Then later, I realize that it is a feeling when you are longing for someone. It's like whoever that person is, I want to hug and kiss him or her. I don't know for whom it is though. Probably for my family?

It was moments like those that made him miss his family even more. The memories were so vivid that he could almost smell the scent of the fresh farmland and feel the sun on his face. He felt a sudden wave of nostalgia wash over him, filling him with an intense longing for the past. His heart continued to ache as he remembered the times when he and his brother had roamed free, without any responsibilities or worries. The laughter, the play, the work, and the rest - they all blended together into a warm, comforting blanket of memories that he wished he could wrap himself in forever.

Chapter One hundred and Ninety five Killian. We watched as my.mom pulled out this gigantic album of photo's. Or should I say album of.so many memories packed into one gigantic nostalgia.. The nostalgia that is always felt when looking at the pictures you have taken years ago and how you remember the way you were feeling when you took each pictures can be so nostalgic and not to even say if there were people together in each photo you remember instantly everything about them and how much you loved then and all the things you all did together.

The next day, the familiar name pops up again. A longer message this time. Reminiscent. Carefully nostalgic. He mentions a memory we shared—something that used to feel like proof of connection. I breathe slowly before reading it again. Memories are powerful. But they’re not contracts. They don’t obligate you to repeat the past. “I remember that,” I reply. “It was meaningful at the time.” At the time. Temporal boundaries are underrated. He senses the shift now. “You’ve changed,” he says. “You’re harder to reach.”

**** ~ Flashback ~ Before heading to the library, Evelina and Rissa are on their way to the opposite end of the class to the library. Evelina walks and she stops from her path, she just remembers that there was something she forgot. Seeing Evelina's reaction stop, Rissa asks her. "Eve, what's wrong? Is there anything you left in the classroom?" "No, I forgot something. That actually, I wanted to return the book in the library," she replied.

I nodded in acceptance, but still… I knew something was missing, “What am I forgetting?” It started with a faint tickle in the back of my mind. A nagging sense that something was trying to surface, but couldn't quite break through. I tried to brush it off, focusing on my current happy moment, but the sensation lingered. And then, suddenly, a fragment of a memory appeared. A fleeting image of a sunny day, fights, and an extremely handsome man. I couldn't quite place it, but it felt familiar. I happily went to bed that night then the memories started to come together. I was training side by side with someone, arguing and smiling at the same time.

But amidst the chaos, flashes of memory came rushing in, memories that I thought were lost forever. Ava's smile, bright and radiant, lit up my mind, and I felt a pang of longing that seemed to rip through my chest. Her laughter, musical and carefree, echoed through my thoughts, and I felt a sense of joy that I hadn't felt in weeks. The deep warmth of the bond we once shared enveloped me, and I felt like I was home. I remembered the way she made me feel, the way she touched my soul. The memories came flooding back, and I felt like I was reliving them all over again.

"Happy to see me? I'm your coworker now!" "It's so good to have you here." I smiled and pulled her in for a hug, feeling glad to have a friend by my side at work. "By the way, how much do you remember about the past?" she curiously asked after we let go. I frowned and tried to recall, but a lot of memories were missing. Seeing my troubled expression, she gently explained, "You took a memory loss pill and forgot many things. If you can't remember, don't force it."

They became speechless for a moment before a loud guffaw echoed around the corner of the room. Green leaves all over the place, fresh breeze of air that pushes the scents of the variety flowers in the garden to fill in my nostrils and the calm music of swaying pine tress made me feel nostalgic. A damsel in distress always stay her ass off here when she was tired and exhausted. She looks up the sky full of stars and waited until she gets better. Yeah, that’s how my life works before especially in the times when I messed up and all that I have was my cousin, Marcus. I missed him so much. I hadn’t seen him starting the day that I left home.