Remember Me Adventure Time Novels & Stories

I propped myself up against the pillows and looked at Adam in the eye. “What do you want to know?” I asked. I wanted him to remember so I might as well help with the process. “I keep having this flashback. We were laying down on this ground covered mat, just talking. The sky was covered with millions of stars that night. I remembered a small campfire burning beside us. We were eating marshmallows, but I couldn’t remember why we were there. We were clearly in a forest but I didn’t remember building any tent.” I could only remember one camping trip that I went on with Adam.

the magic, then why not? One day, Elara tried a new treatment on me. She used a technique called "sensory stimulation," where she exposed me to different sights, sounds, and smells to see if anything would trigger a memory. She showed me a series of images, asking me to describe what I saw. She played different types of music, asking me if any of the songs sounded familiar. She even brought in different scented candles, hoping that a particular smell would evoke a memory. At first, nothing seemed to work. But then, as I was looking at a picture of a forest, something suddenly clicked. I remembered a trip I took with my family to a forest when I was a child. It was a small memory, but it was

So, after dinner I go into my room and lay down to sleep. Sleep doesn't come. Instead, I contemplate every thing around me. Plus, I'm worried that I will wake up in the dungeon again. Everything seems to crazy to be true but the evidence is overwhelming. I'm in 2038 and there are almost no animals. We are breathing fake oxygen with the absence of trees. So, why can I remember these things as though I was in a time that they existed? Before I answer myself, I wake with sunshine filtering through the windows. I smell bacon and eggs and eagerly crawl out of bed. Just as I stand, I notice a little note sitting on the night stand next to the bed. On the front of the note, it stated:

After hours of running film with Matt I glance at the clock to see that it’s already close to 10 p.m. “Shit!” I rub my eyes and stand to gather my things. “Everything good man?”Mac asks without lifting his head from the screen in front of him. “Yeah man I just lost track of time. I’m supposed to be at Addysons house right now.” I see his head jerk up and a crease hit his brow. “Addyson? Who is Addyson? Island girl?” He asks curiously.

“Probably. I mean I would give anything just to be able to remember both the good and the bad. I’m sure my mother loved me but no matter how hard I try, I couldn’t recall what it felt like.” Polly was silenced by that comment. Memories of the past were all he had at that moment. Recalling everything that he did with his mother and brothers kept him going. “And boy, I’d miss them all if I can’t go back to them even in my mind.” “Polly.” “Come again?” “I said, my name is Polly.” “I’m glad to know your name, Polly. I’m Dory.” “Isn’t that the name of the forgetful fish in that fish movie? And I think Dory is a kind of fish also.”

The most cherished and beloved person to me. "One would think time moves slowly in the real world, but surely a lot more happened in that short time than it did for me here." Nix then told me how time flies here quickly. "I need to know everything because you will lose your memory soon. As time will fly by, you will begin to forget the real world. You will need me to remind you of everything. How about you use me as your memory bank? I will keep them safe for you." Nix’s idea sounded better. She was my wolf and would not lose memory.

"You said, no matter what year, no matter where, and no matter what person, you will choose me over and over again, but why now that I'm in front of you don't you remember me? Prince Arsh, I know it's you, the man I loved in a strange world." It just stared at me. "You know, you're just lacking in sleep." That's all he said and put his headphones back on. He closed his eyes again. I just felt tears dripping down my cheeks. The weight of feeling that no matter how hard I try to remind him, he still won't remember me. "There's one last way for him to remember you." I turned to the person who spoke. "Prince Ravi?" He was the man who got our ticket before boarding the bus earlier. He also told m

"Memories from a realm you do not belong to are not yours. Every adventure you seek in the new world won't be in your possession once you go back to your world." Did this mean if time travel existed and that if she took part in it, she wouldn't remember anything from the new world? Like she would lose her memories? Thalia doubted it. She flipped through the book, inspecting it more cautiously. She wasn't exactly a superstitious person in any way, so there was no way all this was real. Shrugging her shoulders, she searched for a pen in her bag and recited the popular saying under her breath, "There's no harm in trying…"

he warned. I gulped down my fear, but my hands still shook reverently and I struggled hard to relax my stiffened frame. The distrustful eyes being planted on me incited memories that I thought I had buried years ago. Memories of a young girl walking aimlessly in the forest, her tiny frame covered in blood from head to toe and being rescued by a young beta. The little girl is adopted by the man and his wife, and she is soon titled princess and all her past life is washed away. If you haven’t realised yet, the young beta was my father and you

I remembered the feel of my mother's warm hug and the taste of my favorite childhood treats. Dexter's voice continued to guide me, leading me deeper and deeper into my memories. I remembered fragments of conversations and snippets of laughter. I remembered the feel of sand between my toes and the taste of saltwater on my lips. As the memories flooded back, I felt a sense of wonder and awe. I had forgotten so much, but it was all still there, hidden deep within my mind. Dexter's voice was like a gentle prodding, encouraging me to remember more. "What do you see?" he asked, his voice low and soothing. "What do you hear?"