Retrain Your Brain Novels & Stories

Aunt Riza is one of the people that I should protect too. She was there for me when our house fell to ruin. She knew how I felt, so she tried her best to support me. I am too small. There is nothing I can do now with it. I’ve received another chance so I should use it well. I could start with the minor things—learning words. Since now, my teeth are growing. I will be able to speak a little. I try to say father and mother but instead came out weird sounds. Tears fill my eyes. It’s so hard; I can’t believe it. But it’s so hard. How did we manage to speak normally? Yeah! I remember that I read a book about habits. We have, in our brains, different places where we stock what we learn. Habits hel

I keep drifting off to sleep and half waking up and my mind is a swirl of dream and color and thought. Every time I find myself thinking of Richard, I wrench my mind away. Move on. Move on, move on. I’m going to be OK, I’m going to be fine. I just need to take my own advice. Find a new mission. A new track. Something to focus on. Maybe I’ll redecorate my flat. Or maybe I should take up martial arts. I could start a course of intensive training and get super-fit. Cut all my hair off and get amazing biceps like Hilary Swank.

"I wanted to go and make sure I was actually capable of doing this first." "Doing what?" Kastriv questions. I tuck my hands in my pockets, swaying back and forth. "It's a work in progress, but I've been able to start reverting the damage Atari did to their brains." His eyes widen with realisation. "You what?" "It will take time. A lot of time, but I've been able to get in their head to start sifting through their old memories that Atari tried to destroy. I think I can restore them," I explain. It's not an easy process to quantify into words anyone could understand.

I should do this before Zed’s charm would entirely bewitch me. “192 Months, 5840 Days, 140160 hours, 8409600 minutes, 504576000 seconds.” “My goodness, it sounds like ages ago.” He looks at me without batting an eyelash, then says, “the average adult human brain can store the equivalent of 2.5 million gigabytes digital memory. So, use your brain. It’s a pity that you don’t. Don’t rely too much on calculators; it will make your brain shrink.”

"Don't speak negatively about yourself." These words always haunted Vicky, and he always tried to find some reasons to justify his quitting the institute. During his one-month notice, he appeared in an interview and got the opportunity to teach. He read these valuable words spoken by Bruce Lee on social media, He started pondering over the statement about how one could speak negatively about oneself. "A man has a physical body that needs energy to keep fit, and his brain needs thoughts to keep it sharp. Vicky thought, "Just as our bodies require nourishment to function optimally, our minds crave mental stimulation to stay active and healthy."

I said, though I wasn't sure I believed it. The next morning, I talked to Sarah and Marcus about accelerating the training. "We can try," Sarah said carefully. "But Eve, there's only so much we can push a four month old. Her brain is still developing. If we push too hard, we risk burning her out completely." "What does that mean?"

Falling more, I mean… Maybe acting a little more professional towards him would help? I cleared my throat before speaking again. "Yes. I am as ready as I am ever going to be. Shall we begin the training?" I asked in a brisk tone. He raised his brow at the sudden change in my attitude, but thankfully didn't make any comments on it. "First thing you have to do is learn to meditate. Strengthening your psychic energy may even help you regain your memories. You have to find peace within yourself first before you could realise your true powers," he said.

’ Anna pretended not to understand, "Are you out of your mind? You are not the sweet flesh all monsters want to eat. Hurry up! Didn't you say you were hungry? If you're full, you won't hallucinate." He wrapped his arm around her, "Are you sure you want me to go out like this?" Anna blushed to the ears and pursed her lips when she felt the change in his body. "That's a ...hallucination. You can think silently ten times I am a monk. That will help you." 'Well... This little sweetheart is really cruel...’ "OK. I've already done it, but it didn't work. What should I do now?" Anna was on the verge of tears. She took a deep breath and said patiently, "You should let me go, and then close your eyes

Someone taking this baby the way people had tried to take Emma. "It's normal," Dr. Chen assured me during a session I scheduled specifically about this. "You spent Emma's entire childhood protecting her from real threats. Your brain is wired to see danger even when there isn't any. But you can rewire it." "How?" "By choosing to trust. By believing that the world Emma's baby will grow up in is different than the world Emma grew up in. By understanding that your vigilance kept Emma safe, but this baby doesn't need that same level of protection."

I thanked him and he told me not to mention “You don’t experience those things anymore, do you?” he suddenly asked and I smiled a bit “I haven’t experienced it for several weeks, I guess I am getting better. Is that it?” I joked and he nodded slightly “It might be that you are getting better and it can also be that your brain is preparing to open up itself so either way, let’s get prepared. Should in case the brain doesn’t open up as expected, I don’t want you to get disappointed. The brain knows what’s best for you so it might decide that making you forget them completely is the best way for you to enjoy life, let’s leave the decision to the brain” he advised with a serious tone and I slowl