Novel & Cerita Remember To Forget

Sometimes staying in the darkness is much better. While I was wiping the window full of dust, it was funny that there’s still a lot of it even though I clean this house every day. As if the world is telling me that no matter how much I clean, it will be the same tomorrow. I’m talking about my memories. If you forget them now, you’ll still try to forget them again tomorrow. But then, just like how you get used to wiping windows, you get used to forgetting everything. Just like how I forget to be happy whenever they come back, and forget to be sad whenever they leave me alone in this house. “Too dusty,” I sighed as I continued wiping the last window. I also forgot the guilt I always feel whene

The night before the wedding, the groomsmen and bridesmaids were too excited to sleep, so someone suggested writing down what they wanted to say to me on a slip of paper anonymously. I closed my eyes in anticipation, thinking I would receive all kinds of blessings. But when I opened the first note, I froze. [You witch. If you hadn't forced my brother, Nora would be my sister-in-law by now!] Nora Harris… She was my best friend. She had called me three hours earlier with red eyes, apologizing, saying that she had to go on a business trip all of a sudden and could not attend my wedding. With trembling hands, I kept reading… [The wedding ring he bought you was the one Nora rejected. Sh

She slowly walked to the table but she had no plan of sitting again. “You are really something else. After what you did to me in the past, you have the nerve to threaten me? Why not hit your your head against the wall so you would remember everything! I am tired of reminding you that you broke up with me! And FYI! I believe that forgetting the past will do me much good. I don’t want to go back to my bitter past and that includes you!” She marched out of the café.

Richard watched across the room as Meena's eyes got round with some unknown emotion. "I'll beg your pardon! I am not a thing to be kept safe or tended to. I am a woman! And I want to be loved and cherished, and if you can't do that, then I will not marry you! EVER!" With that, she stomped on his foot to emphasize her point, turned and fled the entry way.

All too soon the moment is over and I'm being lowered back on the bed "You're better off not remembering anything. You have a second chance. Live your life like every day is the last and forget about the past. For your own good, I hope you never remember" "Wait, what do you..." I go to ask but he's already at the door, letting himself out. What the fuck did he mean by that? I'm better off not remembering anything? Why? What the hell happened? And why the fuck does the name Carla keep bouncing around in my head? ***************************************************

My fingers caressed the colored notes in my hands and the familiar feeling of longing overwhelmed me. FLASHBACK NARRATIVE ~16 years ago~ *Aidan's Elementary School* A little boy ran into the class of about fifteen kids. "Y'all!" He called the attention of his mates. "I heard 'boo hoo' couldn't get his fees paid. Boo-hoo!" He went to stand in front of a petite boy of around the same age as himself, blocking the little boy's view and taking his books from him.

Fearing. "You must forget them." The Forgotten One says simply. "Your mates. Your family. Your love. You return to life. You live your mortal years. You die naturally. Immune to the Absolute because you forgot why you wanted to live. Forgot who you loved. Forgot what made you desperate. You become immune through amnesia. Protected through forgetting. Free through loss." Horror crashes through my fading consciousness. "I have to forget my family? My mates? My Luna? My Hope? Everyone I love? That's the price?"

“That’s you and me, Aria. I stayed away as long as I could, I was afraid your aunt would have me tailed and find you, and it seems I was right. But I couldn’t go forward without you, Aria.” I remained silent as he spoke, absorbing what he was saying. “Please, say something, baby.” He said when I didn’t reply. “I—I don’t know what to say. Remember I lost my memories recently? I don’t remember you.” I admitted. “That’s the thing though, you wouldn’t have remembered me anyway, your father sealed those memories from you.” He was about to say more when a sharp pain hit my head. “Daddy! I don’t want Ethan to move away, who will I play with?” My younger version cried while holding onto my father’s

Not that I was ready to open up fully to anyone, but it felt nice to know that Luna Catherine was an ally. Her hands wiped my face, "be strong, it's the only way. It is impossible to forget it of course, people tell you to forgive and forget but I say you should never forget it. Forgive the person, the circumstances that led to you losing that thing, that person, but never forget. "Because if you forget, history is doomed to repeat itself. So if you want to keep it from hurting more than it should, you should always remind yourself that it happened in the past, not the present, not the future. The past.

she said slowly, trying to gauge his reaction. Blaze nodded his head slowly. There is nothing for him to doubt here. Things like this usually happen. You will never actually forget anything permanently. Memories just fade away a little, until someone or something reminds us of what we forgot. So he nodded his head thinking that her dream might have reminded her of everything that was faded because of the fairy haze.