Why Does Nobody Remember Me In This World Characters Novels & Stories

“No. No, Rowan. She was real. She—she made that awful herbal tea every time I got sick. She sang off-key in the mornings. She—she was real.” “I believe you,” he said, his voice quiet now. I could barely hear him. My pulse roared in my ears. How could nobody remember her? How could she just vanish from everyone’s memory except mine? Every thought I had was spinning out, untethered, like someone had pulled the ground out from beneath me. “I don’t understand,” I whispered. “How can someone just disappear like that? From reality?” Rowan didn’t answer. And that silence said everything I didn’t want to hear.

How am I supposed to live without it? Sometimes I wonder… 'Who will be brave enough to try and end my double life? Will there be someone capable of uncovering my darkest secrets? Will someone dare to break my damn rules and make me rebel against this world of miserable rats?' I doubt it. But it would be fun to find out. ✧────── ༉───✦───༉ ─────✧ Chapter 01 NEFERTARY ¿Y qué es lo que ves?

The John’s Horn Guildmaster pleaded, “Boy, I know that you are bearing guilt, but think for your life for God’s sake.” “Besides,” Zeki added. “You know none of them is going to die, right?” He was right. People kept telling me that those who got dusted would return to Earth and resume their lives with no memories of this world. However, upon remembering Mrs. Smith weeping in front of her husbands’ remains and Sally’s mourning on Travis’s passing, I had a sudden realization about the concept of recall and this world itself. There was no turning back for me on this. “It’s the only thing I could do to help everyone.”

I ask hesitantly. "Remember… remember who you are…" His words resonate in my head, and he still hasn't opened his lips. Remember who I am? I am… me. I don't remember! Who am I? I start to panic and look around again, this place is empty and sad, and I am sad, but why? I look at him with fear and he stares at me with sadness. "What is happening to me? Why I can't remember anything?" I ask. "You are Meadow… the Mother of Stars… You carry in you the future of this world…" He says.

*Gasp* I opened my eyes , and it was still midnight , but why am I crying? it because of the dream , I don't remember what he said , but I do know , he knows about me the real me . he ended his sentence with my name'EMILY'. that's my name in my previous world. Who is he ? he is not from my previous world , because his attire surely represents this world. I know all the main characters . but why I feel I'm missing something very important plot of this novel.

’ Jones explains once again with a bored tone. ‘Yes, and I have a very good reason. Do you not consider me wanting to meet my parents and my friends in the human world again an important thing?’ Susan asks Jones. ‘I am not saying you do not have enough good reason but what I want to say is that it is unnecessary for you to go back there. No one remembers you, no one even have an idea that you ever existed, your entire memory has been wiped from there.’ Jones says and every word he says cuts so deep into Susan’s soul.

I collapse. ?'l.?"."?"."?"o. ."."."."?"d.d.y.d.. ."b.n.."?"s..'n.r.d.b.t.."."" e.e.. n.l.n.. l.?"."?"."?"o. ."."."."?"d.d.y.d.. ."b.n.."?"s..'n.r.d.b.t.."."" e.e.. n.l.n.ute why she couldn't remember him at all. 'Jeong Sung-ho, who are you to me?'

"Don't you want me to remember my missing memories?" Tanner suddenly hangs up the call, long enough for me to be suspicious about him. Everyone doesn't want me to remember my missing memories apart from Norman. As far as I can remember, Justine also wants me to forget those memories and start a new life with him. Not that I want to as well, but why? Why was everyone doesn't like me to remember it?

"I just wanted to protect me, I took you carefully in my arms, if that day I came with you and took you to the other side, surely I would probably be the first man to help and take you away, or at least if you were lost memories like this and can only remember your name, then the thing I have to do is retell our story even thousands of times I won't mind at all, this is something that no one would ever imagine in all the ways and ways there is of course.” I looked again at the figure of King Jackob, then I lowered my face deeply. Damn, damn! That's what always makes me even more annoyed because even up to this moment I can't remember anything at all. If there was just one memory left that I

It feels like my world is destroyed. I just kept on crying silently. The way he looked at me a while ago, it's hurting me. Why can't he remember me?!