Unforgettable Memory Novels & Stories

It's almost 2 month yet he still didn't remember me and I'm running out of time. "Are you alright?" I snap out ky thoughts when he spoke "Yeah, I'm fine don't worry" I said with a smile After eating, we went outside to see the beauty of the resort. I still remember the first time he took me here, this resort had carry a lot of our memories, memories that I don't know if he can remember or a memories that will remain in the past and will be forgotten. We walked with holding hands and it feels comfortable. "I'd like to come here again with you" he suddenly said

Then he looked at his Dad “D-dad.” “Thank God you remember me.” “Kuya. What about me?” This time it was Gravity “Gravity.” He called “W-What happened to me? why is that, why do I remember so little. I can't remember everything?” I cried, he can’t remember. He can only remember little “Kuya do you remember her?” Gravity pointed me to his brother “Answer me!” “Don’t shout Grav..” I said “I-I don't I’m sorry... who are you?” He looked at me

“Lo siento mucho for what I said, I was trying to lighten the mood, pero en lugar de eso arruiné todo. I ruined our date.” "You couldn't have known, but those words..." I shook my head. "They.. I-I, I can’t. “ “Tell me.” “No, I’ve tried too hard to forget, but it’s impossible when you have a photographic memory. I still remember what it smelled like, the sounds, everything...” Diego walked towards me and hugged me, he wasn’t much taller than me, so we fit together perfectly. He smelled even better up close, and all I wanted was to hold him even closer, but instead I let my arms hang by my sides.

to the memory The past is past. She just had to memorize that everything was over, and he was just obliged to forget it. He had to try. But deep down, Martin knew he couldn't do it. His photographic memory is a two-edged sword. Every detail, sound, smell, sight, feeling...everything was still clear in his mind. Everything still recurred in his head, and every vicious scene happened over and over again; it repeatedly attacked him hundreds and thousands of times. But things are starting to get better now. Everything is getting better.

Although I survived, the doctors said my brain had suffered severe trauma, causing memory issues. One moment, I might remember something; the next, it would be gone. So, I developed the habit of keeping a diary. I flipped through the entries, realizing that almost all of them were about Caleb. Of course they were. I liked him and pursued him for seven years. I was terrified that I might forget him. So I wrote about him again and again, as if I could carve those feelings into my mind. But now, I had finally realized that I'd been a fool for these past seven years.

Because of that Debbie was still wrong about remembering their names. "You're..." Debbie tried to remember the face of her seatmate who was very familiar but forgot the name, even though it felt on the tip of her tongue. They were in the same group at the orientation periode. "Amy." she said. "Oh yes, Amy." Debbie smiled, the memory of the incident when school orientation replayed in her mind... No―no flashback needed. If possible, Debbie wants to erase the memory of the dark incident in the closed room. Until now she feels grateful and indebted to upperclassmen who managed to save them.

"If I’m still alive, then it can’t be that bad!” Aunt laughed and said, "Summer, you're going to live a very long life!" The surgery had gone really well. The doctor said I might lose some memories, but I still recognized everyone I had seen so far. Even though I sometimes felt like I had forgotten some things, I did not really want to remember them anyway. In fact, I thought forgetting might make me even happier. Once I was out of danger, I moved to a regular room. With Aunt looking after me, I started feeling better really fast.

" My mouth slowly curved into a faint smile. A single tear of blood slipped from the corner of my eye. In Claire's terrified cry, I lost consciousness. My mind drifted through pain and static. Then a white light opened somewhere deep inside my memory. It was ten years ago, a quiet afternoon in the woods behind the school.

Because of it ************************************************* The Unmade reaches toward the glowing memories slowly. Not consuming them. Touching them And the moment its hand brushes against a human memory Reality erupts with blinding light Every cosmic entity freezes instantly. The system surges violently. The heartbeat destabilizes. The galaxies spiral uncontrollably. Theodore’s eyes widen “…Uh.” The Unmade stares at its own trembling hand in shock. Because it felt something Not emotion. Not yet. Memory Human memory And suddenly Millions of human experiences flood directly into the Unmade at once Love. Loss.

“They can’t consume the decision if they keep making it again.” Silas nodded. “There is no older memory for them to follow because the choice belongs only to the present.” Another howl swept through the House, and the effect was immediate. A woman forgot her husband’s name but continued holding his hand. A young man no longer knew why he had placed himself in front of an elderly stranger, but after looking at her again, he chose to remain where he was. The first Unmade crossed the entrance before they could prepare for it. Everyone closest to the creature forgot what Luna had told them. Several people moved apart in confusion, and panic began to spread through the front of the crowd. Then th