Rush Memories Novels & Stories

"Happy to see me? I'm your coworker now!" "It's so good to have you here." I smiled and pulled her in for a hug, feeling glad to have a friend by my side at work. "By the way, how much do you remember about the past?" she curiously asked after we let go. I frowned and tried to recall, but a lot of memories were missing. Seeing my troubled expression, she gently explained, "You took a memory loss pill and forgot many things. If you can't remember, don't force it."

It was with something else. Tears. The dream was so real. It was a memory I couldn't scrub out no matter how many years passed. I wiped a trembling hand across my forehead, forcing breath into the lungs that didn't want to operate. I hadn't remembered her face in years. I had forgotten it, but now I remembered. I would be haunted by my dreams again. It was an endless circle of pain. Pain that I didn't want to feel. *** I sat at the head of the dining table, nursing my breakfast. I had been awake since I had that dream. It was best I didn't sleep back. I wasn't ready to engage in a series of nightmares.

ask of him and I can't turn back now that there's a chance to get it. “Alright, lay back.” I did as he say. Ryder picked the remote from the TV console, turned on the TV and searched through a series of movies before he finally clicked on one. It's a movie as it plays, it shows a girl. Minutes into it. I noticed what it was. A girl narrating a p**n. She began to speak. I could remember the events vividly in my memory like it happened yesterday. Anytime I close my eyes, I let my mind wander off to that night. I mean, I just couldn't get it off my brain. It's the first time I'll be experiencing that so the memory got stuck in my brain. You might wonder what I couldn't get out of my memory. So

The lost treasure My incompetence makes Victor alice and i become so close we read ,eat, walk and play together Am in the field one day when victor walk to me He stand still for sometime then he speak up Victor : Jasmine did you know what may happen if you lose your memories Jasmine : i forget all about everything and I will start learning from the start Victor : with nor retentive memories making you to forget what you just did Jasmine : ohh my God Victor: did you think that will ever happened

I whispered, fear tightening my throat. "Memory loss, especially due to trauma, is unpredictable. Some memories may come back in flashes, triggered by a smell, a sound, or a place. Others may never return. The goal isn't necessarily to force the memories back but to heal and find peace, whether or not those memories resurface." I nodded slowly, trying to absorb her words. "So, what do we do now? How do we start?"

Mira said with a tinge of surprise. “ It seems like you don't remember much from those times. ” “ Yeah. I lost some parts of my memories after my parents death. The only things I could remember vividly are my times with them. ” “ Hm. It's okay. I will work on reminding you about them then. ” “ Thanks. ” “ It’s already 4:30pm and we have to get back before 6pm. ” “ Oh. We've got barely 90 minutes left. ”

She stammered, not able to find the words. “I’ve been having odd dreams too. Memories of my family, eventually always leading to some kind of demented mirror of the scenario, and also always leading to some kind of figure finding me.” I explained, cautiously recalling my nightmares. “Oh, I see…” Risa mumbled, sounding upset. “Is that not what you’re going through?” I shot back, trying to learn about what she’s experiencing. “Not really…” She started, holding her head in her hands, “Whenever I sleep, I get these… jumbled messes of memories, that I can’t remember fully. They never fully play out, and I’m never able to fully remember what they are.”

“They rarely recover their full memories. Most people have gaps for the rest of their lives. In Sarah’s case, all her childhood memories are intact, but her more recent memory is missing huge chunks of time, and it’s not just you. She has no memory at all of having Lemongrass as a client, for example.” “Can we do anything to help bring it back?” Jax felt a sense of desperation rising in him. Mac sighed. “In my experience, the best way to jog the buried memories is through the senses, mostly taste, touch, and sound.” “OK, so… I give Sarah a Cosmo, and she remembers our first date?” “Maybe, and it can’t hurt to try. But Jax, it’s not an exact science. What may work with some of her memories ma

Most of what she skimmed looked like medical gibberish to her. She opened another journal with a bookmark. In that article, he had written about an experimental drug called Memrose. He had developed it with a former colleague who was a neurosurgeon as well. It was a drug that could be used to erase the memory of prisoners of war. After years of testing and adjusting, Memrose was successful in wiping the memories of prisoners of war as far back as a year. They would have no memory of where they were held and what they were asked or what they had told the enemy before being released. “Oh my God!”