Remembering Novels & Stories

“Maybe we’re friends before. Who knows?” Mariin niyang kinagat ang ibabang labi. Ramdam niya ang pagpapaligoy-ligoy nito na para bang hindi ito interesadong sagutin ang kanyang mga katanungan. Mas lalo tuloy siyang naguguluhan. “I see,” she replied and sighed. “If you are though, I’m so sorry if I can’t remember you. I am suffering from amnesia and I couldn’t recall anyone from my past. If you are one of them, please let me know.”

aniya dahilan para mapasimangot ako. Damot naman—nagtatanong lang, eh. "Your energy is back now, unlike last night when you woke up—you really couldn’t talk. You just cried and cried until you fell asleep," he said, which puzzled me. Why can’t I remember? Why don’t I remember that it happened last night? "Bakit wala akong maalala?" tanong ko, naguguluhan. "That’s probably just a side effect of the medicine you took last night. Don’t worry, you’ll remember it eventually," sagot ni Louie, bago ngumiti sa akin.

At kung ako si Hugo ay bakit Mayumi ang pangalan na naalala ko? I blinked as other flashes of memories entered my mind. God! Oh, God! I think... I think I am getting my memories back now. Fucking hell! I gritted my teeth as I remember all now... Incognito. Princeps. Helio!

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diretso niyang tanong. “Yun na nga. Nalaman kong mayroon siyang amnesia. Selective amnesia. I heard she forgot the last five years of her life…” Kumunot ang kanyang noo. “What do you mean?” “Yes, Aiden. Ikaw at si Miracle… hindi na niya maalala.”

Sabi ni I got into accident 5 months ago and I had been coma for 5 months, it's been miracle daw na nagising ako then the doctor said that I have a retograde amnesia that's why I can't remember them. I can't even know my name, my age. And I don't know if I have a friends, boyfriend or something, I have so many questions in my mind but I can't ask them. Mahirap magtanong sa taong di mo masyadong kilala. Kahit sinabi nilang sila yong pamilya ko pero hindi ko pa din maproseso sa utak ko lahat yong nangyari sakin ngayon.

Nabibinggi na ako sa ingay ng mga tanong na nagkakagulo sa utak ko. I looked intently to the box. I cannot count the times I am tempted to open it. Curiosity eats me. Gusto kong makita ang laman ng box because something in my heart ang naeexcite na medyo natatakot sa kung ano mang laman nito. Definitely, I wanted to remember my memories. This is the second time, I was reminded na hindi ko maalala yung memories na meron ako from my early life. The first time was during my father's burial. I tried to reminisce my memories with my dad, but I can't. Years passed, I forgot about those memories. I just leave them. Kung hindi ko maalala, edi hindi. Today, I am convinced, something is wrong sa memor

I wanted to remember him. I wanted… him.

he paused. (Eidetic memory also known as photographic memory, it is a rare ability that allows a person to recall images, sounds or objects with extraordinary detail and accuracy after only a brief exposure). "But I'm also aware that you care nothing about everything let alone plants and flowers." he gestured to the garden in front of the patio.

So what's this? Was it because... her heart can remember everything? Kaya kusang gumagalaw ang katawan niya nang hindi niya napapansin, dahil alam nito ang nakasanayan na niyang gawin dati pa kahit wala siyang maalala ngayon?? Is that even possible?? Hindi ko na naisip pa kung anong ginagawa ko kanina. Parang bigla ding naglaho ang inis na nararamdaman ko.