Shin From Amnesia Novels & Stories

After her door creaked open, her phone dropped to the floor and I heard someone whisper yelling, "yeah, you think he's better. You are going to try to leave me. I guess I'll just have to claim you and dirty you up some more." I listened intently trying to decipher anything that would give me a clue as to who it could be when I heard her whimper. Not like she did with me last night when she enjoyed my ministrations but like she was sexūally distressed or wounded. I gave it a few seconds before I realized what was happening to her. I roared into the phone not caring if anyone heard me, "I'm going to kill that motherfūcker!" I called my right hand and best friend Reece "Claymore" Shields.

“Aremin gave me a potion that helped me to recover some of my memory. You’re just full of shit and you don’t want to admit it.” He shook his head. “It is easy to fill an empty space, even if it’s with the wrong things.” He said and she froze. “What are you saying Kuruk? The memory that Aremin helped me recover, is it... fake?” She whispered. She didn’t dare breathe. His answer would change her life entirely. But suddenly his visage became pale and he winked out of place. “You must find us again, Shinay. You must become stronger, and then all the information you need will be yours.”

The future Don of his family, Evan Jenco, suffered from a strange ailment. He would get amnesia every three years, but the only person he would forget was his childhood love, Nancy Sartori. Nancy was 18 the first time it happened to Evan. They had promised to spend their entire lives together under the beautiful fireworks in the night sky, but Evan forgot everything about them after one night and even fell in love with another woman.

I felt my left hand being snapped back into place and winced without crying and Adam squeezed my hand giving me the strength to hold back from crying out in pain. I tried to focus again on the shadow but the image disappeared and I began looking around searching for the memory. It was as if the memory had disappeared and all the memories that were flashing were fading away. I didn’t know what was happening because it was as if they were being erased all over again.

When I looked at him, a wave of memories came over me. He was the driver who tried to kill me. I remember his face. I'm sure of it. I can't forget the face that sent me to my demise. He slowly came up to me. I stepped back until I hit the wall. I was paralyzed with fear. He lean next to me and whispered in my ear. "You need to come with us, Asami." He said. Asami? That name… it's my name. My name is Asami. Memories came flooding in all at once. My head started to hurt badly. I could hardly keep my eyes open.

At every question, she did only one thing, Aashmaan shook her head negatively and glanced at Neil. The doctor told Neil that Aashmaan lost her memories in short, She had amnesia but Neil knew Amnesia wasn't the cause of her memory loss. She had Face blindness and because of this disease, she forgot everything in her life. She woke up after a month of staying in the coma and that was enough for her to forget everything about her life.

"Don't worry. It’ll all be over soon. Do you know what was in that wine? White Shade. That is a rare sedative that doesn't just knock you out, it clears your most recent memory, especially the ones that took place right before you go unconscious. "When you wake up," Selene continues, her voice sounding like an evil lullaby, "you won't remember this conversation. You won't remember coming here. But everyone else will remember what you did. By the time you open your eyes, you’ll be in so much trouble you won't even know how to begin defending yourself." She laughs again, an evil kind of laughter. "Adrian will never want to see your face again." I try to scream, but only a broken sob comes out.

David made a face of disbelief. "Her name is Shin. She's a foreign girl that I didn't even recognize beforethen when you told me it was Shireen's house, I kept convincing myself that she really was Shireen. Even though I felt something was different but I continued to convince myself. I couldn't believe it when he said he was Shin, not Shireen. I even thought that she had amnesic and forced her to stay with me. And yesterday, I had thrown him out very cruelly for feeling lied to. Then, once this unexpected thing has happened, who is at fault and who should I blame?"

I knew him well enough to see the tension beneath it. "I woke up at five this morning," he said carefully. "I couldn't figure out why." Something in his voice made my chest tighten. "I'd been dreaming," he said. I stopped breathing. Because Shen never dreamed after the hospital. The neurologists explained it once: trauma-induced amnesia blocking REM processing, protecting his brain by locking doors. Leander watched my face carefully. "I couldn't hold onto the dream," he admitted quietly. "The images disappeared when I tried to reach for them. The feelings stayed."

Cole Sullivan's intermittent amnesia has lasted for three years. Every so often, he'll forget me and fall hopelessly in love with my younger sister, Roselle White. The night before our wedding, he loses his memory again. I sit right beside his hospital bed, yet his eyes pass over me as if I weren't there and land once again on Roselle. Mom and Dad have long since gotten used to smoothing things over. "Rach, you know about Cole's condition. Don't take it personally." I make an excuse to leave. Halfway down the hall, I realize I've forgotten my phone. I've just reached the door when I hear my family laughing and talking inside the room. "So, Cole, how do you plan to tell Rachel about your