Brain Lock の小説・ストーリー

The lock clicks. Sealing my fate.

Cataloging. Every blank space was an opportunity. Every missing memory was territory she could claim. When Dr. Emily asked about the accident itself, Junior had nothing. "I don't remember falling," he said, frustration creeping into his voice. "I don't remember being at home or going to the bookshelf or anything. It's just... blank." "That's very normal," Dr. Emily reassured him. "The brain often blocks out traumatic events. It might come back later, or it might not. Either way is okay."

But later, he got tangled up with Lana and left me with nothing but endless pain. I got stuck in such an abyss and helplessly tried to grab everything I could. I wanted to find support to help me stand up. I gave him my support and tried my best to hold him. But instead, I stepped into the mud and got quite miserable. When I eliminated the lovesick part of my brain, I knew very well that I could never get his love again. At the sight of such data, the operating system in my brain started glitching. My eyelashes fluttered as I subconsciously stopped trying to push him away.

Braxton and Winter might have lost their lives there, and the image kept replaying in my mind—both of them submerged, gasping for air, while I desperately tried to reach them. The icy wind gusted around me, sending a sharp chill through my bones as I remembered the moment I received the mindlink. The water had been a dark, turbulent nightmare as I hurried to the scene, adrenaline rushing through my veins. Doctor Rivers' words echoed in my mind, muffled by the panic still clinging to my thoughts. "Braxton might have a slight brain injury." The words hit me hard, a brutal reality check. I could feel the weight of my choices crushing down on me, as relentless as the snowflakes drifting lazily f

Alexis said pouring me a cup of coffee. "Be careful baby. " Breakfast was very nice, I really ate to my utmost satisfaction. After breakfast, we all went to the movies and watched 'Dora and the lost city of gold', the movie was really nice and funny because animals were talking and that didn't make any sense but it felt like what Rosie would like. Through out the movie I felt like I was forgetting something and it kept bothering me because I hardly forgot things that are important and I felt like what I was forgetting was important. My hangover had already gone so I was really happy all day, after the movie we got ice creams and went to the park. When we got there the kids went to play then

Her father lowered his gaze, silently crying. The doctor turned to them. “This is trauma-induced memory loss. From the CCTV footage and her fall, I believe she hit her head hard… but that’s not the only cause. This is also emotional.” He turned the monitor toward them. “When the mind experiences something unbearable… it can block it out. Temporarily. Sometimes permanently.” “So she doesn’t remember anything at all?” her father asked. “She remembers her name. That means her core memory is still alive. But right now, everything connected to the trauma—her past, people, even love—it’s locked away.”

sitting like a ton of bricks in the front of my mind. My sight turns dazed, my nose forgets to take in air and my thoughts can’t get past the screaming phrase; WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE TALKING ABOUT?!?

In medical terms, this is known as selective amnesia. He pauses, letting the information sink in before continuing. He tells me that the brain is essentially blocking out memories that might cause me additional stress or harm right now. As I heal, those memories should gradually return. It's important, however, not to force anything—since my mind needs time to recover at its own pace.

he responded and I became scared “What do you mean by gaps in my memories? Is it that serious?” I was forced to ask, my heart beat increasing rapidly “No, don’t get me wrong. There is nothing wrong with your current self. Your brain had suppressed some of your memories because it was either painful or too much for you to bear. It is a way called coping mechanism, your brain knows that your body cannot contain the pain so it intentionally locks some painful pasts or incidences so we would be able to move on” the doctor explained

I tried to force my head to remember but a strong pain hit me and I clutched my head in pain. What was this painful memory my head didn’t want me to remember...? I stopped trying to force myself to remember. In the past, I have been diagnosed of suffering dissociative amnesia. A case where one blocks out a certain event, often associated with stress or trauma, leaving the person unable to remember important personal information. Something really terrible had happened to me then and I couldn’t remember what it was until after sometime. However, I was scared. Scared of remembering what it was my brain had blocked off this time around.