Trips Down Memory Lane Novels & Stories

This whole trip had gone exactly the way she wanted it to go. And I couldn’t be happier. I realised that I loved making her happy. That I wanted to make her happy again and again. That’s what I remember of my youthful summer road trip. It’s so vivid in my memory, and I think about it a lot. I miss days like that. I miss the man I was. Thank you for listening to my story. Now it’s your turn… what do you remember about that day? The End

“Finally something I can be happy about. So what is this challenge about.” “It’s quite simple and interesting. The memory is from two years before you turned 18. A camping trip you and your class went to. Your team left you behind and Zephyr, who lost his way found you. Your goal is to make sure he doesn’t kiss you.” I raised a brow. “What? He didn’t kiss me back then. I smacked his face and called him a slut.”

None of it did. A tray clattered behind me. A little kid squealed. Neon signs flickered overhead, throwing everything in that cheap, stale glow. I hated this mall. Hated the families. Hated the couples drifting past with sticky hands and soft smiles. Hated how every time I blinked I saw Summer instead. “…bro, you even listening?” Tristan snapped his fingers in front of my face. I blinked. The memory of Summer still didn’t fade. “What?”

“You and your mom were here?” I nod, “I’m sure my father was here too, but I don’t remember him being in this booth with us.” Ethan nods and looks around, his eyes scanning the area. “Do you remember any of the other stalls or anything else from the trip?” He asks, and I reach back into my memory. This trip was probably close to twenty years ago, so I have to sift back through many years of memories with my mother.

"Captain Schneider, those memories have been significantly damaged and contain a lot of negative brainwaves before he died. If we retrieve it forcefully, it might…" "I said to retrieve them!" Kyra repeated loudly, and the technician did not dare to say anything more as he pressed the button with trembling hands. The screen lit up, but the image was unusually shaky. It was filled with shrill noises and looked like it was about to fall apart. It depicted a dark and cold underground garage, with me covered in wounds as I leaned against a cold pillar. Every breath I took brought along with it the scent of blood. In my hands was a USB. I clenched it in my hands as it was the last copy that held t

Once my fever recovered, Liam stuck by my side, helping me pick up all the essentials I needed to get by. At one point, he mentioned offhandedly, "While you were asleep, some guy named Henry called for you... He sounded kind of ticked off. Do you need to call him back?" I paused, a bit taken aback, but quickly offered Liam a reassuring smile. "He's nobody important. Let's just forget about him." There was a time when I would not dream of missing a call from him, but then, it seemed like none of that mattered anymore. As time went on, Liam and I rekindled our old closeness, reminiscent of the bond we shared a decade ago.

Get the hell out. In the end, Sophia forced a bitter smile. "Fine, fine. It's all my fault for being so pathetic." With that, she turned and fled, leaving behind a trail of humiliation. But honestly, she only had herself to blame. Taking advantage of their distraction, I quietly slipped into a colleague's car and left. To help clear my head, Jane had signed me up for a group tour. The destination was Thornbridge—a place I had dreamed of visiting since I was young.

"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."

He smiled relieved. The drive was something, we were in the car with David and Zac, and they started to party before we even came to the restaurant. The interesting thing was that there was no alcohol involved, no one was drunk, but everyone was happy. I remember in the old days before we even came to a party we started to drink, we were out of control. We did things that we would not remember in the morning, nevertheless, we would find out on Facebook or Instagram. Usually, us being idiots and me hiding from Nat with some girl. That is why all of this now is so different and new, but different in a good way.

I sighed while leaning my head on my knees, I don't know what's in my fate but I'm already hating it. I hate the way it's leading on. Even after trying so hard, I still can't forget that day. I was so excited for the trip that I didn't expected it would turned my life into a nightmare. One trip and I lost everything. Every single thing in my life. My friends. My trust. My sanity. My dignity. My respect. My virginity. What I got in return? Betrayal. Pain. Hatred. Insecurity. Trust issues. Nightmare.