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Start your story with a character or a narrator saying, “Don’t you remember?”

Posted in Middle School on Nov 1, 2022

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The Game Boy

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"Don't you remember at all, Trevor?" asked my mother with her hands on her hips. She was directly standing in front of me and my eyesight of the television.I have been binge watching Teen Titans (the old and better one) for the past hour or two...couldn't recall, as I sat on the couch playing my Game Boy Advanced. In the handheld, I was currently playing Pokemon Emerald without a care in the world; just minding my own business as I watched the tv from time to time. A minute has passed since my mother asked me her question and I haven't ...

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Monkey Bars

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“Don't you remember the playground?”I didn't expect an answer, and already knew the one I was going to get, but Amelia humored me anyway.“I don't know, dude, which one?”I just shrugged, focusing my attention on the stacks upon stacks of film photos I had yet to develop. I had a pile going, ones from dad’s old camera, ones from my old disposables, and ones that had yet to be claimed. Amelia took my silence as me dropping the subject, only nudging my shoulder and reminding me not to stay up too late before our history project before slipp...

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Supper

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“Don’t you remember?!”  She took some potatoes out the bag and slowly started cutting them into thin slices. “I told you to be home by five so you can help me make supper!”  “Sorry mom” I walked in the kitchen and placed the jar of goblin eyes on the table. “I went to get snacks with my friends afterschool and lost track of time.” “Never mind - at least you’re home now. Go downstairs and get the human from the dungeon so we can cook it.”  “Ok, I’ll be right back.” I popped one more goblin eye into my mouth before leavi...

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Don't You Remember

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“Don’t you remember? Can you even see when you are sleepwalking?”“I am trying to remember officer, but it is difficult. My eyes can see when I sleepwalk, but I am not really very aware of what is around me. My mind generates images that my eyes don’t actually see. I once fell down the stairs in my sleep, picked myself up, and headed back to bed. When I awoke I was quite surprised by the blood on my pillow. My mother wasn’t though. She had heard me fall, got up and apparently she guided me back to bed, and washed...

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Trivial Things

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“Don’t you remember?” The clock read 11:33 a.m. “Truthfully, I’ve noticed some discrepancies as of late. Now, before you go off thinking that I’m crazy, others have claimed to have similar experiences. I know for a fact that Kit Kat was Kit-Kat, with a hyphen in the middle, a few years ago. Same thing goes for the name of those bears from the children’s books, Mona Lisa’s smile, and the actual death date of that Mandela guy from Africa,” the man said as he fidgeted with his watch. The room they shared was cold compared to the temperatu...

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Allen Baker

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“Don’t you remember?”  “I have no idea who the hell you’re talking about.”  Duncan looked at me as if I’d just told him that The Princess Bride was mid-tier. I maintained quizzical eye contact, my diet Coke traveling up my straw in record time.  “Allen Baker! The little fat kid that Macey had a crush on in the third grade! We had an entire assembly when he died, dude,” Duncan insisted.  I just shrugged my shoulders. “I guess I wasn’t there that day, man.” It was true that I had skipped school regularly in third grade - Du...

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Honey Man Dan - Part 2 (2nd book in series

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Don’t you remember by Pat Shandy was playing outside. It was my favorite song when I was in 5th grade. I nodded my head slightly and so did she.Then something happened?!  She told me to wait here as she got dressed in the other room. She and her sister have a flare for saying things and then leaving. I wasn’t going to stay because that would be weird. So I would wait for her to come back out, say goodbye, and leave knowing I safely returned someone’s phone. Plan and process! I’ve been here for two hours talking ...

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Beyond the Meadow

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“Don’t you remember the afternoon we spent lying in the grass… looking up at the clouds…the one shaped like a pirate ship? How beautiful that day was? Just me and you…with the breeze caressing our bare skin while the sun warmed our bodies lying there…in the tall grass. I remember. I remember following you, carrying that enormous wicker picnic basket thinking its handles were going to break off any second because it was so heavy and feeling so relieved when we made it to our spot in the meadow with it completely intact. You laid out the blank...

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The Library Book

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Author's Note: This story alludes to a real children's book - I've noted the Title and Author of that book in the comments below.********************“Don’t you remember?”He looked up at me with big eyes. “No. That’s why I’m asking you.”He had a good point, if I had been a librarian for any number of years over zero. Unfortunately for him, however, today was my first day. And I had no idea what I was doing.I looked down at the big stack of books in my arms that I had been instructed to shelve, and then over at my tiny petitioner. “Okay,” I s...

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The Ressurection

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“Don’t you remember?” “I remember.” “I remember it as if it happened today.” She leaned into the conversation, careful not to allow her body to come too close. Her skin felt its hair follicles starting to vibrate. The woman continued telling her story to the child. “He was sobbing. He strolled across the landscape with her body hanging limp over his shoulder. With every step he took - the ground trembled, and a member of her body dropped onto the earth behind him. Every time a limb, or body part hit the ground - a sacred site emerged in ...

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Nana, Remember Please

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“Don’t you remember, Nana?” Her face was shining with hope and perspiration. Her mad multi-coloured glasses just managed to stay on her nose as she rested her little body across her grandfather’s twitching stomach. “Oh, oh, oh! Beti, the pain, Nana’s tummy–” said Nani in panicked Hindi. Samara leaned back very slightly. Her grandfather’s hand had flailed and latched onto her wrist. His eyes were shut. He couldn’t see that he’d bent her fingers back uncomfortably. Samara’s eyes watered. She held them resolutely wide. She inhaled del...

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Yearning Cadence

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Don’t you remember how we first met? All the shaky apprehensive feelings we would get How could I forget? Your friends carrying you out at school lunch I think I had seen you before and I had a hunch That maybe, just maybe you felt something towards me  To tease an accord for me You were a cheerleader, I was a square But you didn’t know any better to be fair You gave me your number The weight of the idea I felt over encumbered  Took over two weeks passed Valentine’s Day for me to call Think you could tell I was shy behind my wall...

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Consumed

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“Don’t you remember?” I ask myself in the broken mirror. I am in the bathroom. Alone in a house. The former occupants have been consumed. The horde has moved on.My cheek is slashed open from a previous encounter. I can see my teeth and gums through the hole. I move my tongue over my teeth and touch the hanging skin.“Worse and worse,” I thought. Regardless, I considered myself lucky. I had made it out of the first wave relatively unscathed. Most of the horde suffered broken bones, gouged eyes, bullet holes, burned skin, missing limbs and all ...

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Stormy with a chance

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‘Don’t you remember? I do. It was a day for dreamers. I stood at the Belfast sink and watched the late spring sun shimmer across the field of rapeseed. The field sat in front of this pretty 2 bed cottage, turning the white washed walls yellow when the light hit it right. It was the thing I loved most about it. Yellow ruffled and danced with the breeze that day. You danced too. A tighter squeeze for you, inside my cramped belly. Hardly any room left for you now. The faded red A on the mug I was rinsing caught my eye. A for Adam. I scrubbed it...

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What Have we Become?

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What Have we Become?            “Don’t you remember?”, Michelle asked as she prodded my ribs with her freshly painted toenails.            In all honesty I don’t even recall a single minute of that night, well not after entering the bar. I had entered “Loco Lobos” hoping to escape any thoughts of my recent breakup and figured some $3 “Happy Hour” margaritas would suffice as my sedation. I suppose a cliché like “life works in mysteri...

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