Stories tagged “amnesia”
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Remembrance
She walked into the room and began speaking without looking at him. If she looked into his eyes she might lose her nerve. “We’ve been together for a while now, and I know you think it’s time we made a commitment to each other. I know I’ve been ...
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Clues in the Diner
Numbers were safe. I counted my steps, my heart beat, things I passed, groups of people at the park. I walked to my favorite diner. I liked it because they played good music and had interesting people walk in. The waitresses all wore retro uniforms of ...
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A Scar in the Forest
Cabin 42 was on the end of a long row of cabins. There was a family renting it, so I didn’t get too close. It was made of logs, 11 large logs high, as you would expect a cabin to be, and had a little porch that looked over the lake. Little window...
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Cabin 43?
The hair on the back of my neck stood up. I expected at any moment to be caught by a ranger or police cruiser. Why would they tear down a cabin? Maybe I was mistaken, maybe this was a new plot for a new cabin. I spied something bright yellow stuck to a...
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Ranger Danger
Silently I walked to where the porch would have been overlooking the lake. Suddenly I was standing on that porch, looking over the lake just like this, only, arms were wrapped around me. I felt loved, I smiled. The big, strong arms were heavy and warm....
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The Old Boat
I walked thirty three steps to the shore. Something white caught my eye. It was the hull of a boat upside down in the muddy bank. I touched it. There was another white boat in my memory. It was fuzzy, I could only touch the fringes of it. I pushed on t...
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More About the Man
I thought about everything I had remembered so far. I hated the color yellow and the number 7. I counted everything, remebering nothing, and went to a therapist. There was a man, with big strong arms that wrapped around me. He had been with me in cabin...
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The Concession Stand
“I don’t like mustard.” The words startled me from the memory. I looked up and around at my surroundings. I had drifted out to the middle of the lake. I had no oars. What was I doing?! I could swim, couldn’t I? I tried to find t...
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The Queen of Dietz Lake
“I’ll take you. Is that your boat?” she wrinkled her nose at the muddy vessel. “Umm, I found it, it was kinda sunk in the mud. I guess I’m borrowing it.” she helped me climb into her maroon and white boat and tethere...
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How Long Has It Been?
“So, was there a cabin 43?” I tried to sound nonchalant. She was quiet for a count of five. “You’re just one of THOSE people,” she huffed. “What? Who? I just noticed that there seemed to be one missing. That’s ...
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The Former Amnesiac Has A Flashback
Laylani and Oliver sat on the dock just staring into the water.She thought back to how this whole thing had started. Laylani and Oliver had been found wandering the streets of downtown Waynesborough three years ago,Laylani had been severely burned and ...
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Two's Company, Four's A Crowd; Especially In The Same Body
“Oliver,” Laylani sighed. “I’m four different people. Obviously people can’t handle that.” Oliver looked over at her and started to say something. “I know, I know. There are other people with split personalitie...
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Shadow Of A Doubt
“Come on, Laylani. Shhh.” Oliver pleaded. “You know I don’t know either. We are who we are and eventually people will learn to understand.” Laylani continued to sob into his chest. “I know, I know. You always say tha...
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Blank
Memories can hit you like a brick, but for me it’s like walking down a path into the sunset. Memories in perfect clarity can appear at random intervals. At least it used to, so I’m told. Right now, I have no memories. My life up until the p...
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Up in the Air
I can fly. Holy shit, I can fly. I’m really up here, above the city, looking down what must be 20 or 30 stories to the streets below. No one can see me against the night sky, as I’m zooming between buildings and around corners, barely able ...
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Forever 18
I find myself standing at an open window. It is spring, the sun is shining warmly, and birds sing in the trees outside. I don’t know what building this is, but I’m on the third floor. It is 1975, and I am 18. My name is Eric. I hear a noise...
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Forever 18: Later
I’m standing at a window. It’s overcast, threatening to rain. I turn to look at the room I’m in. I’ve seen my older brother Jase’s room at college: it looked more liveable than this place. There’s a bed, a desk, a ta...
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555 North Avenue
I walked down the street, it was cloudy out and it smelled like autumn rain. I looked at my new tattoo, the newly shaved skin glistining with moisture. 555 North Avenue it read, the words a deep, unfaded black. I would find her there, it had taken this...
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Hooded
I’m in a car. The car is travelling at high speed. The road we are travelling along is full of tight corners, sudden twists and unexpected roadblocks. Fitting metaphors for the events that have led me to this point – sat in the backseat of ...
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Voice
After a disorientating hooded walk through corridor after corridor, I’ve finally been bought to a stop. I hear hushed whispers between the multiple people standing around me. I hear a sharp, short knock on a door. I hear the door being opened fro...
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Quest for Identity
She fought against the haze. It was like trying to bat away gossamer threads. They just kept swirling around her, cocooning her. Finally, the room came into focus. A hospital? The sun was shining brightly through the window, giving her a view of…...
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Quest for Identity - Part 2
“Oh my, we were afraid of that,” Sister Mary Beatrice sighed. “When you didn’t wake up for so long…and with the head trauma…well…we just don’t know. There is a nice police officer who has been coming by e...
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Explanation?
From the Voice’s direction, I hear the scrape and fizz of a match being ignited. I see the resulting flash of light illuminate the face of the man in front of me, as he lights the cigar poking out of his mouth. His face is granite-edged, his eye...
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Questions...
“What do you want,” I ask. “It’s not what I want, Mr. Smith. You are a part of a plan that has been in motion for decades. It has reached a point where it cannot be stopped; nothing, and nobody, can halt its progress. And if any...