Sarah F’s Flash Fiction, Edited

Original

Memory is a treacherous thing. It can bring us back to happy times, and bring us back to our worst. It can help us in exams, and day to day life. It is what provides us with ourselves. Our memories and what we learn make us who we are. Does it mean that people with amnesia or Alzheimer’s become less of a person?

Some people only have a short term memory, others have no short term memory at all. Children remember almost everything that happens, things that adults don’t take notice of anymore. Sometimes, I wish I could just stop thinking, and forget. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t me, that I could be someone else, in some other time, and live a different life. I’m going to make it happen, one day soon. I won’t remember this life any more.

Edited Version

Memory is a treacherous thing. Our memories make us who we are. Does it mean that people with amnesia or Alzheimer’s become less of a person?

Sometimes, I wish I could just stop thinking, and forget. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t me, that I could be someone else, in some other time, and live a different life. I’m going to make it happen, one day soon. I won’t remember this life any more.

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