Remember-who You-are Gif Novels & Stories

"Subject must not remember." I whispered the words to myself, "But I remember now. And I'm not going to let them take that away from me."

Aiden's POV Daryl Watkins inserted the straw into his drink, took a couple of sips, and his eyes lit up at once. "Oh my, you actually remembered! You remembered that I said I liked extra mocha sauce in my java chip frappe! You're the best, Bridget!" Bridget Ellison casually replied, "When have I ever forgotten anything you said?" The other people in the room also agreed loudly with her. "Alright, we all know that you remember every single thing about us!"

"Forgotten but loved! Lost but found! Dying but yourself! Stay yourself! Choose yourself! Be yourself!" "You're Aurora!" Erebus flickers frantically. "Even dying! Even suffering! Even ending! You're still you! Choose you! Stay you! Die you!" Their voices. Their reminders. Their love. Even forgotten. Even strangers. Even barely knowing me. They're fighting for me. Reminding me. Keeping me. Making refusing possible.

The more I try to remember, the more I forget,and the aches in my head got even worse every time I try. I could overhear Aiden telling the doctor, I can't remember anything, I wasn't much interested in their conversation, it was obvious I lost my memory,I don't even know who I am. "What is his name Aiden?" I asked. "He doesn't have a name yet,we wanted you to give him one" he said, walking towards me as the doctor and nurse took their leave. "He is so handsome," I said. "What about me mama?" Raymond asked. "Oh Ray,you are also handsome" I chuckled.

a soft soothing voice requested " His okay " " Whose what , who are you" asked looking around the empty bathroom " me," it answered , stupid answer right " , turn around " I didn't but the only thing that was their was the mirror and my reflection , not my reflection it had my face but it was moving not how I was moving , "you " I mumbled unserten if I was no crazy of something " Yes, hi Eve " she gushed out all excited " wait who are you ," I asked the memory flashed in my head

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𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪. —𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝘼𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙮𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧.#

“For remembering.” The word lands more heavily than it should. I step toward him. “Then tell me.” He hesitates. Just for a second. And that second is enough to sharpen my tone. “Stop speaking in riddles,” I snap. “If you know something—say it.” His hand tightens at his side. Then he leans in, voice dropping to something barely above a whisper. “You need to remember who you are.” I grab his arm, my grip firm. “Then tell me who I am.”

“You’re not that person. Not really. You’re still my Gina. You’re still the girl I fell in love with who was addicted to vanilla coffee and awed by the Eiffel Tower and loved Bambi with an obsession so unhealthy it rivaled mine with you.” I grabbed his shirt because I had to if I wanted to stay on my feet. “I’m not her. I can’t even remember who she was.” “I can. I never forgot.” “I hate vanilla coffee, the Eiffel Tower doesn’t amaze me now, and I’m not obsessed with Bambi anymore.” “You’re still my Gina. No matter what. You’ve always been mine.” “No, I’m not. I don’t belong to anyone except myself.”

2. You are a memory that I will always remember for the rest of my life. Everything about you, will always be remembered. Even my heart, it will still be yours. ~ May i go? - Hansaehi Starting from a piece of sushi, becoming a glue for two people who are romantically drunk ~a lover Ahh ... it turns out that remembering those memories requires a lot of energy Tiring tiring tring ..!