The Lost Memory- A short story

The Lost Memory- A short story

This is a short story about A girl who loses her memory and later decides for giving someone a second chance. Curious to know about who the person is. And why the girl lost her more. Read the story.

My eyes slightly opened and I could see people standing around me. All of them were shouting out trying to call the doctor. My vision wasn’t clear enough to recognize anyone. Soon after a few minutes my vision started to get clear. 

The doctor came into the room. He asked me plenty of questions related to my health conditions. I did feel a bit pain in my head. But yet I was okay. 

The weird thing was that I didn’t really recognize the people around me. They were trying to talk to me like they knew me very well. But I didn’t know them.  They tried to make me remember everything. But I wasn’t able to remember anything. Even if I tried to my head started to hurt more.

The doctors had told my so-called family to take me home. Calling them so-called sounds rude. But yet I didn’t know who they were. So calming myself down I went off home with them. 

I can say that they were nice to me. They took me to my room and made me comfortable. Days passed like this, and my family tried that I would remember some parts of my life. But I just couldn’t, it was like everything was flushed out of my mind. 

So then I think it was time to start a new life. 

My lost memory was the only thing I knew about my old life. These people tried to make me remember something about my past. They used to show me pictures and videos with them. I didn’t really remember anything. Yet I smiled at them, at least it seemed these people were my family. 

But this wasn’t just the end of my old memory. There was still a part of me still stuck in the past. 

Days passed and all I did was rest at home. Keep myself isolated and try to find a way to remember something. But I guess I had to start a new life now. 

I decided to do something about my life. But what should I do was the only question in my mind. I decided to start something new in life, thus I started meeting new people. In this condition, I thought that socializing would help the most. It surely did make me happy. My friend Vida, who was a childhood friend, had helped me till now. 

I thought things were new now and here the twist begins. A cold night it was. My family had arranged a party, didn’t know the reason behind the party. But surely it was a party. People were gathered and they seemed nice when a guy approaches me. A tall guy with dark brown eyes and well dressed. He comes smiling at me and asks me about my health. Yet I didn’t know who he was but still I thought I shouldn’t be rude. He grabs my hand and that’s where the question begins. Who is this guy and why is he being so close to me. 

That’s when Vida arrives. 

She tells me that “this is Drake you’re husband”. And I was shocked. I had no words to express what I had to say. I wanted to know where was he from so long if he was my husband. But I was quiet. Maybe losing my memory made me think about what was happening actually? 

My mind was frozen totally. I took a few steps back thinking about what was happening with me.  I had nothing to say. My mind was full of hundreds of question. But I didn’t know who to ask and what to say at this moment. I just wanted to escape that moment for sure. Drake held my hand and tried talking to me. But I had nothing to say to him because I couldn’t accept I was married even. I ran into my room immediately. 

The next morning, I woke up and I could see Vida sitting right next to me. Basically, she was waiting for me to say something about last night. But I thought to let go of that thought was much better. Vida tried talking to me but I wasn’t ready to hear another story about my life right now. And she was okay to give me that space as well. We were happily talking to each other. When drake enters my room, “Honey how are you feeling now, if your better let’s go home”. He sounded like he cared about me. But I just wasn’t comfortable going with him. I answered him by saying I was Alright and that he didn’t need to worry about me I’m fine here.

His eyes showed that he was upset but he didn’t force me to come with him. I think he realized that I wasn’t ready to go right now. He insisted on having breakfast with me, so my family decided to let him stay for it. There was a bit of tension on the breakfast table. Everyone was talking to each other but Drake wasn’t participating in anything. He kept on giving me something to eat. He seemed quite sweet and I liked the way he cared about him. Maybe he was a good husband after all. 

After breakfast, I went into my room and decided to open up my laptop and start writing a bit. When I started writing the only thing that came in mind was how drake cared about me. I could imagine his dark brown eyes and his hands holding mine. That’s when I heard a knock on my door. It was drake. “Can I come inside Honey?’’ My heart pumped up seeing him. Maybe I liked him being around me. I gave him a smile and let him come inside. He sat right next to me and then a silence began. We both said nothing. I felt like we both had a connection but I didn’t remember anything much. So I decided to ask him everything that was bothering me. 

“Drake, can I ask you something?” 
He took a deep breath and responded: “ Yeah you can ask me whatever you want.”

The only thing I wanted to know was where were you at the time of my accident. He had a good answer that he was out of town for a meeting. And as soon as he came back he met me. He had a convincing speech so I actually believed him. I think he wasn’t a bad guy in my life. 

Days passed this way and we got closer and closer. He knew I loved writing and so he decided to let me publish a novel. Drake guided me with everything and supported me with everything. And finally, within months my novel got published. And everyone was reading it. That moment was the happiest moment of my life. That’s when I hugged drake and decided to go back home with him. 

Even though I didn’t remember our marriage. But the affection I had with him made things so easy. I wanted to be around him. I loved the way he smiled and looked at me. The way he listened to me so carefully and responded so calmly. He had an amazing personality. I think my lost memory came me, my lost love, back!

He requested that before I accepted the ring. I had heard the truth about us. My hands were trembling. I just believed that our present was the only thing that mattered and that’s what brought us close. But he insisted on bringing up the past. He told me he had to confess something’s. Before we took a new beginning.

My hands were trembling. The way he looked into my eyes with guilt. Drake was more nervous than me. But I guess I had no choice but to listen to him and so I did. 

These were drake’s word: “ I was behind your accident. We were a happy couple and we loved each other. But I think they were things that lacked in our relationship. Even after 3 years of our marriage we had no kids. And I was so busy in my job that we hardly had time together. That’s when I got involved in another woman. The night of your accident you got to know all of this. I didn’t want you to know from her but it happened this way. I’m sorry for everything that happened. Trust me. I realized my mistake and want another chance for us to become one again. Can you give me another chance?”

I had nothing to say but I decided to forgive him for everything. Everyone deserves a second chance. Drake was so close to me and he did so much for me since the past month. He did deserve a second chance. I forgave him and wore the ring. We hugged each other.  

Moral Of The Story

Importance of forgiveness and a second chance

“Forgiveness is a gift you give to yourself, to be at peace, to be happy and to be able to sleep at night. You don’t forgive people because you are weak but because you are strong enough to realize that only by giving up on resentment will you be happy. If you hold on to poisonous thoughts like hate, anger, and resentment toward someone, you will end up poisoning yourself more than you poison the other person, and you will be very unhappy.

The moment you forgive somebody, chances are that you will also give them a second chance, a chance to be near you, without trying to remind them of what they did to you, treating them not as they are, or as they once were, but rather as you want them to be. By doing this, you are also allowing them to grow and to become better and better every day. Your ego might tell you to “let these people go” but what does your heart tell you? We are all humans, we all make mistakes, and we all deserve a second chance. So forgive and give a chance to the other person. People change with time and they accept their mistakes. 

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