Start your story with the narrator or a character saying “I remember…”

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“I Remember” by Hannah Brooks

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I remember the cold, damp ground. I remember the red liquid oozing from my near lifeless body. How the grass felt, how the wind felt, my limbs unable to move. I remember feeling like I was watching my body from above, dissociated, cold and waiting. It had been a day like any other Wednesday, I’d taken the bus to work in a small independent coffee shop. Not a bad job, good colleagues, good customers. Like any day, I’d got in, served the regulars, made small talk, put on a nice smile. After I’d finished I said bye to everyone and walke...

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“My Friend, Stella” by Paul Forster

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I remember seeing Stella for the first time on a Wednesday in October of 1950, we were both eleven and in the 6th grade. It was lunchtime and she was sitting alone in a corner of the school yard not eating. In the next few days I’d see her eating crackers sometimes, but she never had anything to drink until we went back in and she’d spend a long time at the water fountain. Everyone who brought lunch got to picnic when the weather was okay and we gathered into groups with our friends. I didn’t have any real friends, I was the school ne...

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“The Day the Kingdom Fell” by Charlie Hall

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"I remember when you were just a young one, Oliver. Just a little boy learning how to harness a sword for the first time." Sir Reginald's voice was powerful and he gripped the rapier in his hand. Something felts wrong here though. I was supposed to be protecting the princess today, not lectured by the man who taught me how to fight. His eyes were filled with hatred, but I couldn't figure out for what or for who. "I was hoping you would come to understand my ways. The truth behind the royals on the throne. The fact that centuries ago, their a...

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“26 Abbey Lane ” by Deanna Flythe

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I remember, but wait, do I? I think so. Memories of someone else’s memories passed down through the years, delicately intertwined with memories of my own. Memories of words, and images, scents, and sounds, live in my mind with crisp detail, while some are shades of gray, obscured by the shadows in which they were created. Memory is a tricky thing. Many times I’ve watched my family argue over who is remembering the correct version of a certain event, each so sure they are the one whose recollection can be trusted.&n...

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“Never again ” by Sanae Dillard

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"I remember when I was sexually and physically abused from 1996 to 2003 by Detective Bruce Roberson of LBPD, who approached me at my job when he was a DARE Officer, and then again in uniform at a Dr. Martin Luther King Parade, and then again in uniform at a local Police Station, begging to get to know me, begging to come to my home and later begging me for sex when I was twenty years old. Detective Bruce Roberson is a liar, manipulator, sex chaser and a rotten apple corrupt cop. I remember when he called me, begging me to page him and leave ...

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“A Memory of a Lifetime” by Michelle Thomas

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“I remember…” said Sarah as she gazed out at the sunset, standing in the frigid cold water.The year was 1976, Peter had just left his after school shift at his father’s garage and headed for home. The air was particularly cold that day. He could feel the skin on his hands cracking as he rubbed them together in an attempt to warm them. Luckily Peter had managed to finish his workload before the sky got dark. The walk home was short, but felt longer on those cold winter days.His family lived up north, their house sitting a few hundred feet fro...

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“My Early Days” by Conrad M

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It was a rainy night in August when I sat on my front porch. The night was peaceful the sun had gone down a couple of hours ago. I remember when I was young, I did the same thing with my father. My father has been gone for forty- seven years. But those memories still live on. I was sixteen when he passed that was the saddest day of my life. He was sixty-two when I was born that was probably what gave him a stroke trying to raise me at that age. He did make it to seventy-nine. Because of his age and his health, we didn't do a lot of things th...

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“Lost and Confused” by Ammar Shehata

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I remember the book of mazes: a gift my parents handed me when I was seven. It was too thick, too heavy to hold with one hand, but being hugged it fit just fine. Opening it to a random page all but guaranteed a brand-new maze. I would try to solve a few mazes each day – four, maybe five. Mama would be preparing the dinner table for when father got home. Before attempting a maze, I’d first establish whether I could reach the end, perfectly, lest the pristineness of the book be tainted by my mistakes. Surely it wouldn’t be acceptable to bl...

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“We Never Found Us” by Carrie Van Hoose

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Act 1I remember the last time I climbed out of your car. You didn't know it would be our final kiss. We met during Mr. B’s class in the dungeon. You chased me down the long corridor to catch up and ask me to see a movie sometime. I always walked at a hurried pace, fearful of being late for class.I fell in love with your piercing eyes and that gleeful smile. You melted my heart the first time I heard you sing Piano Man. We shared a passion for musical theatre. You were the shining star on stage. I never missed a performance.I cherished the ro...

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“THE RED POND” by George Levy

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THE RED POND IN THE WOODS. 1,034 words I remember the Red Pond. It haunts my sleep these past twenty-five years. Fellow veterans on the Chicago Fire Department want to go back. They still talk about the battle...

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“Forever Your Girl” by Stevie Dotson

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I remember. Terry, you know I do. Your long thick brown curls, askance from the way you always pulled your fingers through them…a gesture I know so well I can still tell when you’re going to do it. You remember how you used to call me and sing me a song over the phone when we couldn’t be together? Those nights at home, you in your basketball shorts and me in your shirt and thick flannel socks, dancing in the kitchen while we made nachos or whatever we could throw together from the leftovers in the fridge…do you remember pulling me ...

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“The Special Present” by Parshalla Wood

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This story has some sensitive information regarding the handling of firearms, but it's not a violent story. I remember that Christmas morning; To use the old phrase, Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house nothing was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung all in a row in hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there. So not exactually that dramatic, since all of us were in our early twenties, we were aware of the fact that any presents left under the tree were put there by another family member or parents. My...

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“Shipwreck and the Sea” by Ashley Fields

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I remember floating on my back in the waveless ocean, staring into the sun until my retinas ached, until the rest of my insides started to feel okay. I thought of mermaids, and I thought of sirens singing sailors to their demise. I wasn’t sure which I favored more--the sea, oblivious death, or an effortless life purpose. I stayed in the water until I started thinking that maybe I wouldn’t leave the water for a long, long time and rolled my body from my back to my stomach and made myself slowly drift back to shore. I knew everyo...

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“Memories” by Deborah Elliott

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I remember it all, every single second of it. Let me rephrase that. I remember my version of everything, which is what matters to a person, isn’t it? There is a snapshot album in my head; Kodak pictures of my memories taken with an old Brownie Box Camera. The album has a tattered brown cover with a faded bouquet of wildflowers in the center of it. The title is Life, The Rise, the Fall, and the Rise Again.I was a scrawny little girl with bouncing light brown ringlets. My grandmother would stand me on a chair, dri...

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“The gift that keeps on giving” by R Grim

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I remember the first time I cried on my birthday I had just turned fifteen. Two of my friends were in the room in various states of slumber, and my age and loneliness pressed upon me like humidity in a thunderstorm. I had to deal with three feelings:1. Gut-retching fear that one day I’m going to die, probably alone. As these people sleep around me, I am alone in this consciousness, which is exactly what will happen when I die, too.2. Sadness that everything my parents, hell,&nbsp...

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Start your story with the narrator or a character saying “I remember…”

Submissions are closed

✍️ 102 stories

“I Remember” by Hannah Brooks

“My Friend, Stella” by Paul Forster

“The Day the Kingdom Fell” by Charlie Hall

“26 Abbey Lane ” by Deanna Flythe

“Never again ” by Sanae Dillard

“A Memory of a Lifetime” by Michelle Thomas

“My Early Days” by Conrad M

“Lost and Confused” by Ammar Shehata

“We Never Found Us” by Carrie Van Hoose

“THE RED POND” by George Levy

“Forever Your Girl” by Stevie Dotson

“The Special Present” by Parshalla Wood

“Shipwreck and the Sea” by Ashley Fields

“Memories” by Deborah Elliott

“The gift that keeps on giving” by R Grim

🌟 Similar prompts

Write about a character with an unreliable memory.

End your story with total oblivion.

Write a story that involves a flashback.

Write a story inspired by a memory of yours.

Contest #140

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