Songs About Amnesia Novels & Stories

Amnesia- 5 Seconds of Summer. Write while listening to this song. It looks like it fits this chapter well. 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 Pregnant! One word, a terrifying spectre that I avoid entirely. I am starting from the word pregnant, the beginning of the destruction of my life.

"No, I wouldn't. Daddy only likes the bad lady. He lets her bully you, and he kicked you out of the bedroom and forced you to be a nanny. "If he really lost his memory, then how can he remember such a big company and all those complicated social connections but forget only you, Mommy?" That was right. Ambrose claimed he had amnesia, yet he hadn't forgotten his company or all the people in his network. The only thing he'd conveniently forgotten was me. I'd been in the business world for years and had seen all kinds of tricks, yet I'd actually fallen for such a shallow lie. I clenched my teeth and laughed at my own stupidity.

Nathan stared at Hilda's side profile in a daze and the pain in his heart was reflected in the tears that started to swim in his eyes. Anthony made her lose her memories and it wasn't an easy feat to do so. On an international level, there were already psychiatrists advocating amnesia as a treatment for mental illness. However, it was a tricky matter to succeed in it. Amnesia is most probably not a bad thing for her. The two of them looked up at the crescent moon in the sky. "I think the weather will be great tomorrow. I have met up with Samuel to check the dates and he mentioned that the day after tomorrow is suited for me to join the team. Tomorrow, on the other hand, is perfect for travel

Kim said, his eyes wide with knowing amusement. They moved to the dining table, the silence punctuated by the clinking of cutlery. Nate finally broke the silence. "I found something interesting " "What is it, that she loves you," Kim teased. "Fuck off, I am serious, she has amnesia," he said, his voice low. Kim stopped mid-bite, his eyes widening. "Amnesia? What are you talking about?" "She can't remember her past," Nate explained, his gaze fixed on the swirling noodles in his bowl. "There's something… broken. Something missing."

he said, "I need to ask you something. Is there a situation where someone can suddenly lose their memory without hitting their head or seeing a psychologist? A real kind of amnesia, not something they're pretending." The doctor turned, his brow furrowing as he thought for a moment before replying, "Such a situation is not impossible. Generally, amnesia is linked to physical trauma, psychological trauma, or extreme mental stress. Even without clear brain injury, it could be a psychological self-defense mechanism. Simply put, if certain memories are too painful or unbearable, the brain may actively block them, and the person might lose awareness of those memories." "If they haven't seen a psyc

" He thought I still didn't know his amnesia was an act. He assumed that after seven days, he could use his 'illness' as an excuse, apologize to me, and everything would return to normal. But this hands-off boss had no idea that the company's most critical project had only seven days left before its deadline. The amount involved was enormous. If it wasn't delivered on time—or if something went wrong—he would have to pay a massive penalty. In the past, for the sake of the company's stability and his future, I would have chosen to endure it all in silence. But I was already exhausted. I wanted neither the company nor him anymore. Anthony subconsciously reached out to grab my hand, then remembe

It seemed his suspicions were not unfounded. Dr. Sandman went on, "It was a poison called Amni Poison. While it's not lethal, it disrupts the memory nerves of the victim, causing them to forget the people and events they care about the most. Moreover, if the victim forcefully tries to recall those forgotten memories, it leads to intense heartache. It's like a barrier in their memory; breaking through it only causes unbearable pain."

I needed to make sure I understood them correctly. “Yes, she doesn’t like us mentioning the word Dad because it usually gets her upset even though she pretends it does not.” Erica whispered reluctantly and my instinct told me I would not like what was coming next. “Why do you think that is? I mean why will the word Dad cause her so much distress?” I pushed, ashamed of myself but unable to stop it. “Because she has amnesia. She can’t remember who our Dad is.” Eric dropped the bombshell slowly and it took the silence that followed his words to make me appreciate the importance of that revelation

"What about now?" "Now? Liam- " I whined."Please, I'll make it up to you. I really need you here right away" I sighed, tucking my hair behind my ear. "Okay. I'll be coming over in a few minutes" I said "That's great, thanks a lot" he said."You don't have to thank me. I'll see you later okay?" I asked."Alright, love you""Love you too" I said, cringing at how awkward I sounded.The line went dead.Do I like Liam? Yep.Okay, let's try that again.Do I really like Liam? Absolutely. Do I love Liam?Jeez, that's a tricky question. No, I don't love him and I feel bad for lying to him constantly. I've turned into a great liar ever since my world came crashing down. What am I supposed to do? Liam has been

Sadness engulfing her and a tear slides down her temple to wet the pillow. "Look at me" I order,holding her chin and tilting up her face. She tries to clean her tears,but I stop her. Sliding my palms against hers and making her open her fingers to interlock with mine. "You will never forget me Amara. I won't let you." "I...I am starting to forget things Vince...I can't even remember my name sometimes, how will I remember yours?" "I will remind you everyday." "It's not that easy Vince..why don't you understand!"