Write about someone who doesn’t remember their past — and doesn’t want to.

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“Kill the Sinners (Part 1)” by ✩✮ 🎀 𝒮𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝒶 🎀 ✮✩

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Sorry if this was short, I didn't really have time to write it so I did it last minute. Hope you enjoy my first story!I can’t hear. I can’t see. I can’t breathe. I am suffocating in this darkness. I don’t even know how I got here. All I can remember is the bright blue sky slowly turning into an evil midnight black as soft voices whispered to my ear. Blue and red lights were flashing around me just before everything suddenly turned black. “Where am I?” I questioned, looking around my surroundings. Lava was pouring fro...

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“Nostalgia is the Thing of the Past” by Emerald Taurus

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Connor woke up in a white room, conscious of only a few things. One: He was not clothed. Two: His name was Connor. And Three: His mind was a complete blank. And try as he might, he couldn't remember what had happened that landed him there. Or what happened yesterday. Or what happened the day before or the day before-he couldn't remember anything. Not his parent's names. Nor if he had friends or a pet. It was like he was a newborn baby but still had some things intact like knowing words and what things were. He supposed that it wasn't the end...

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“Good Old Joe has Something to Confess” by Tom .

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You can call me Joe.It is not my real name, but it is a good name.It is an everyman name.Joe can have almost any identity, be any shape, age or size.Joe steps over the divides we erect between ourselves.Whether it be Regular Joe, G.I. Joe or just your run of the mill, Joe Blow; there is a space in all our lives for Joe. We can even wake up in the morning and drink a cup of Joe. Anyway I promised you a secret, something nobody knows about me, so to make this easier to tell, we can pretend it is just happening to Joe. Good old Joe, who just li...

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“Knives” by Cari Rodriguez

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“Knives” I have this recurring, 3-second long flash of a woman carrying me and guiding a child behind a door. The woman moves, blurry, in auburn swinging strands that wash across my visual field. I can make out a warm glow on the crest of the wall above the door frame. The light wipes in from the hall, as the door hinges open, leading to a black room. The child shifts in her lace-y white gown beneath wavy, copper hair that dances like springs in a communal hopping, toward the dark wall. Through the light, the woman’s wobbly voice grips to...

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“To Be Him or To Be Me” by Kira Krieger

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"I didn't touch it, Arlin, and you can't prove I did!" Nebula yelled, stabbing Arlin with her index finger. "I don't care if you did!" He met her intensity. With a breath, he continued, "I just want to know who fixed my tablet." "Even if I did, don't think you could catch me with that lie. You've never thanked anyone in your life." "Not to you. You mess around with everything… what… what is the sound?!” They walked out of the hall into the main room of HQ. Nothing was there, but the noise persisted. They took a f...

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“Curtains” by Joane Unknown

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Our curtains. They hide so many things for us, only to show the others how “amazing” we are, and how “happy” our life is as a family. We are role models. We are always perfect. The Lopez family... Mr. Lopez is a business man. A handsome man, with an amazing bank account. And his wife, Ms. Lopez was a fashion model that had her own business. They had a happy marriage and a happy child. Their child’s name was Isabella. She was such a beauty. Her mom, Selina Lopez, saw that and wanted her beauty to be seen by everybody. She started doing ...

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“Wyatt’s Journey” by Zoe Magnusson

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Once there was a little boy. His name was Wyatt. Wyatt was not like other little boys, he liked going on adventures, and he didn’t really fit in. One day he was walking along the forest when he saw an old Treasure chest no bigger than a shoe box, half buried in the soil, But the lock was broken. He started walking towards it to take a closer look. “Well,no booby traps here” he said. When he Opened the chest, he found a small machine that seemed to be controlled by a little crystal that was slightly rose tinted. He picked it up and studied it...

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“Misty Memories ” by Kay (:

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I woke up in the middle of a field in what I presumed to be the middle of nowhere. I looked down and the only thing I had on was a torn and ragged dress. I had a splitting headache and I was very hungry and thirsty. Struggling, I got to my feet which felt like dead weights, my vision was fuzzy. I don’t remember how I got here but I had a terrible feeling that it wasn’t a good reason and I don’t want to know how I got here. All I wanted was a place to rest. Stumbling over myself I walked towards what I thought was a road or something of the k...

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“A Little Blue Baseball Cap” by Sunshine (:

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They all told me I was a miracle. That me being alive was in itself amazing. Fascinating, even. But sometimes I wish I didn’t have to be here. Because every time someone looks at me, my soul is completely out in the open. For them to judge. And stare. They keep telling me to try to remember. They keep describing it, but I don’t want to remember. And every voice that says that they’re trying to help me sounds like nails on a chalkboard, and my ears never manage to escape the tight grasp they hold around me. My heart is still shriveled up; I’m...

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“Echoes of Emptiness ” by James Holgate

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The grey-scale pavement reflected an unwelcome and gloomy face back at Carlos as he stared down at his feet in dismay. 18 years ago an unfortunate event occurred, an unfortunate event that shunned the cerebellum of Carlos’ temple. For 18 years now he was sauntered the streets in curiosity and neglect. Despite his lack of memory he remembers that the unwelcome event was not something for the light-hearted. Henceforth he refuses to look back to his past and instead perseveres with the present to manufacture the future. A harsh blizzard sl...

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“Something is just not right” by Dwavico .

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Waking up was the strangest thing. Everything felt just like every other morning but I sure had a lot of very bad and realistic dreams. So I open my eyes and I don't recognize the lighting above me. What the hell did I do last night? I can only remember the dreams. I'll have to ask somebody in hopes they can help me clear the fog. Wait a minute! Now it's not just like every other morning. I "feel" normal (no hangover or weird pains) but I usually, at least, remember snippets from the night before. Time to find out where I am bedded down. I ...

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“The Good And The Better” by Aris K

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“Quick, hide! Now!” Mars looked behind and saw a girl hiding behind a dumpster. He scratched his head and looked at her, very confused. -Excuse me, are you talking to me? He asked politely. He closely examined her face, internally rummaging through his list of acquaintances, desperately trying to guess who she was. -Don’t joke around Hawk, we have no time for that kind of crap! We have to go! She whispered impatiently and grabbed him by the hand. They ran towards the very end of the alleyway, where a wooden door was sloppily hidden behind a...

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“Transplant” by Sandra Claros

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- She needs a transplant - the doctor said to my father , after a pilgrimage from expensive clinics and hospitals to cheap clinics and hospitals . - it was the fault of the trip I took during my vacations when it was hot in there and I was looking for some water. So, in that scorching Sunday afternoon in the middle of a lonesome train station , where all doors were closed, I started to look for some water, taking my way out from the station. -...

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“Haunting Memories” by Liz James

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Haunting memories A short Story by Emma Kate ‘You’re going mad…Grace…’ a figure was standing in front of Grace, stretching out a long hand for her throat… ‘No, don’t! NO!’ Grace screamed, her grey eyes wide open. No, this wasn’t a dream, it couldn’t be, she had seen that woman standing in front of her, speaking in her croaked voice and reaching for her throat. ‘James!’ she called her cousin. ‘Grace, what happened?’ ‘She-she was tr-trying to k-kill me.’ ‘Grace, calm down, she wouldn’t come again.’ Grace went back to sleep again. II ‘Julia, it...

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“The Room” by Amir Sher

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Jake woke up laying on a cold hard concrete floor. He opened his eyes and looked around, but it was pitch black. He looked up, down and sideways, hoping to catch a glimpse of light, but it was too dark. Dark and dead quiet. He raised and sat on the cold floor, hugging his knees tight and trying to remember where and who he was. He could not recall what he did and where he was before waking up. He held his breath, trying to tune in any sound around him. Suddenly he heard something. It was very quiet, but it sounded like someone or something b...

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Write about someone who doesn’t remember their past — and doesn’t want to.

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✍️ 205 stories

“Kill the Sinners (Part 1)” by ✩✮ 🎀 𝒮𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝒶 🎀 ✮✩

“Nostalgia is the Thing of the Past” by Emerald Taurus

“Good Old Joe has Something to Confess” by Tom .

“Knives” by Cari Rodriguez

“To Be Him or To Be Me” by Kira Krieger

“Curtains” by Joane Unknown

“Wyatt’s Journey” by Zoe Magnusson

“Misty Memories ” by Kay (:

“A Little Blue Baseball Cap” by Sunshine (:

“Echoes of Emptiness ” by James Holgate

“Something is just not right” by Dwavico .

“The Good And The Better” by Aris K

“Transplant” by Sandra Claros

“Haunting Memories” by Liz James

“The Room” by Amir Sher

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