Trips Down Memory Lane Novels & Stories

Soon, they would spend the rest of their lives together. Every time Yelena and Fabian visited a place that Fabian and I had been to, she would message me to test the waters. "Anya, my boyfriend and I went to Graydon Hot Springs. The place is great. Have you and Fabe been there?" "Anya, has Fabe taken you to the revolving restaurant?" "Anya, the wisterias in spring are gorgeous. Have you seen them before?" I didn't know what was wrong with the drug Fabian had developed. The memory loss was patchy, and I still vaguely remembered these things. Regardless, I always replied to Yelena that I hadn't been to those places.

she said as she heard him walk in. “My office is not a park, Daria” Nicholas replied, walking towards his table. “You knew me, you kept tabs on me, this picture is from five years ago in my final year as a college student” she continued taking another pause to face him. “I told you, I wanted revenge and that picture reminded me of my goals not letting me forget for a single moment” he replied as spiteful. “You, blame me for something I had no control over, did you think I wouldn’t have returned if I hadn’t lost my memory in that crash” she said her emotion beginning to boil out.

"Come on, Travis, tell me where we're going." Travis just smiled. "You'll find out soon enough." Alison playfully rolled her eyes. "You're so annoying." Travis chuckled. "That's why you love me." Alison laughed, but as they continued driving, her expression turned thoughtful. She suddenly recalled the route they were taking – it was a familiar one, one she used to take all the time while she was still dating Travis in high school. But something about this route brought back bad memories. Mrs. Rodrigo's face flashed in her mind, and Alison's eyes narrowed.

But there is a story behind it, there's a history inside that reminds Debbie of old times when they were still in first grade. Back in 1st grade, chocolate candy was always in Debbie's pocket. Her favorite snack at that time. Back than, one day she had a big fight with Sarah. Debbie forgot what they were arguing about that time. It's like Sarah apologizing present time. Sarah gives Debbie’s favorite chocolate candy inside a plastic bag tied in rubber. It make Debbie laugh when think of it again. Yes, this kind of apology reminds Debbie of the events of that time. It turns out that Sarah still remembers her even times passed, as well as these chocolate candies is a proof. With this kind of wa

Celeste sat shot gun with my brother and kept laughing at how we kept joking around and pocking each other like five year olds. After the long three hour drive, we finally made it to our destination. Travis helped me get out by extending a hand out to me. We both stretched and went straight to our favorite spot, the lake. It was right in front of the cabin we stay. Plus, there was a pool on the other side. We quickly took off our shoes, shirts and shorts and dove right in. We could both careless of who was looking.

Jealous clear in her voice. "And I have my eyes only on you babe". He said lovingly making her blush. "Okay that's enough with the lovey dovey thing. You can do that tonight. Let's go". I said rolling my eyes. They laughed. We walked to Giann's Tesla that he bought not long ago. We arrived at the club. We walked in to the club and we saw our old friends from Italy. They are our bestfriends. There are 3 of them. You have Ace Rodriguez. He's a model. It was his dream to be a model and his dream came true. He's sweet but sometimes he can be a total dick.

"Congratulations, Harriet Underwood! You've won a horse plushie. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth!" Startled, I froze in place. A hint of impatience flickered across the emcee's face. She shoved the plushie into my arms and forced me offstage. The cheap plushie in my hands felt rough to the touch, and the price tag hanging on its back still read five dollars. I recalled what was written on the slip earlier and knew I hadn't misread it. I was about to go onstage to explain when thunderous applause broke out across the hall. "Congratulations, Katie Thorpe! You've won first prize this year—a three-day trip to Marosa!"

"I don't know what that means." "Triggers are when something that's happening now, or a smell, or a taste, or a sensation that takes you back to a scary time in your life. The flashback or memory," Tag explained. "I still have a few. Even though I've been out of the military for a while now. There's no shame in them, sweetcheeks. None at all."

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