You Forgot The Funny Novels & Stories

I studied this particular topic and I know the answer but I couldn’t remember anything. Just like I didn’t remember to hand over my assignment, or that I had had a test on Tuesday, or where I had put my dorm keys when they were on my desk. Just forgetting small random things. “Stupid bitch doesn’t even know the answer” I heard Suzie whisper, loud enough so only I hear. This was a few minutes after I still couldn’t remember even after Mr. Robinson gave me hints. “Babe, don’t make fun of the mentally challenged” I heard Liam tell her right before they started to silently laugh.

That wrecked him. He limped toward me, reaching for my hand. I stepped back like it was nothing. "Mister, keep this up and I'm calling the cops." His eyes were wild, voice cracking as he yelled, "I don't believe you forgot me! Rhea, you said forever! I only forgot you because of that temporary amnesia—but I remember now! I know you're the one I love!" I laughed. Hard. What a clown. Acting like some tragic lover. Would he have "remembered" so fast if I hadn't walked away for good? Doubt it. He'd still be playing house with Juliet and her stupid little props.

Mira asked. John drew a breath to steady himself. Only with Mira did he allow himself to be natural. Knowing he was struggling, she stopped and turned to him, laying a hand on his bicep, she looked him in the eye. "Take you time John. No one else is here to hear you and they cannot make fun of you if they cannot hear you." Mira was angered somewhat. John was the youngest son of her father's closest friend and was born with a mild stutter. Because of this he was the target of bullies. Sometimes even his own family would laugh at him. Never realizing that their reaction to his affliction was painful for him.

I say. “Oh is that it..” He chuckles. “Well let me tell ya..” He stops for a while.. “Whoops sorry..” I faintly hear someone yell ‘watch where your going!’ I chuckle at his clumsiness. “As I was saying..” He pauses. “What was I saying?” He asks. “You were about to tell me something.. I don’t know..” I was grinning. “Well I forgot.. Now I’m sad.” “I don’t think you’ll remember any of it tomorrow anyway..”

Can't afford to waste food. While I was going back I realize something. I forgot to ask his name! A/N in all honesty? I love Greyson's selective muteness😅

We were still drinking as the sun came up. “Oh my God!” Marla squealed, hiccupped, then laughed. “I can’t believe I forgot!” “Oh, Marls, you didn’t!” Davin sat forward and gaped at her. I narrowed my eyes as I looked between them. “Forgot what?” “He’s forgotten too!” Marla howled with laughter. “I’m off the hook!” “Enzo, you’re having us on. Aren’t you?” “About what? What is it that I’ve supposedly forgotten?” I knocked back the last of my drink and dangled my glass between my fingertips.

Anna narrates. "Yup, pretty weird because I would have noticed if there was a strange guy with a stick lurking around our willow tree. Well, you always have a knack for strange things.” “Remember when you slipped from the willow tree when we were seven? I thought you'll hurt your head but you hit the ground without a scratch. Your locket suddenly glowed nonstop." Jo reminisces.

As my friend's wish, I decided to have Allen as my baby. "A few seconds later, the ambulance came and reached the hospital. After completing all the formalities the bodies were handed to Mr.John. On the other hand, treatment was going on for Allen. She crossed the critical stage but she lost her memory. Allen remembered only two words, one is Daddy and other is Mumma. The doctor introduced me as her daddy. Her subconscious mind accepted me as her daddy easily as my face was familiar to her though she forgot everything. Also, she was affected by Xenophobia (fear of strangers) due to that accident shock. She didn't respond to further treatments. I often came to the U.S to see her there was no

she said “food is ready” Johnny left the laptop on the sofa and went to fetch his food from the kitchen. I glanced at the laptop and what I saw on that screen was not making sense to me. I wondered how this kid remembered all these complicated codes. Everyone’s focus drifted to the food, I glanced at everyone in the room and realized that this was the family I have always longed for, the people in that room were my perfect family.

"I can't get a name for this man. He tells me they are your favourite wild flowers. You used to pick them in the meadow just outside the farm you used to live on with him as a child in a previous life." At first, Clarissa could only remember picking wildflowers with her mother in the English countryside. But slowly, the image began to transform into another hazy memory. She was no longer a thirteen-year-old, but a girl of ten, dancing and skipping through the meadow. The green English countryside turned more yellow in its colour. A boy slightly older than herself held her hand and laughed at her. She tried to see his face but it was always mysteriously turned from her. It was brief and fleet