Memory Lane

memories flashed into his hazy mind, of graduation. his friend, had gotten a tattoo on the underside of her wrist in some foreign language that was irrelevant to him now. she made him get one too.

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Memories of the Past

I totally understood, too, that this place had contained all the memories of him and his time with us. the reminders were the same for both of us, as was the pain. yet, at the same time, the memories brought warmth to my sore heart.

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A otherkins memories

Also from here on this series will be called an otherkins memories as to not confuse you further. this is a continuation from a therians memories. chapter 2: scilia scilia was and still is the biggest part of my life. scilia was a human girl.

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Memories Forgotten

**This is the third chapter of me and my boyfriends joint story. its been really fun to work on this with him and i enjoy writing every new chapter with him i love him so much thanks babe.** Heres the last chapter...

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A Valued Memory

I sighed with the matter of forgotten and relocated thoughts and memories. my mate was away and i wouldn't see her until later. it was the holidays, the home shone with colors of emerald and ruby decore. christmas, the house was alive with spirit.

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AMISTAD MEMORIAL

Then the ptv drove to the cemetery, which was holding a memorial to the victims of the h1 bombing in amistad.

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Memorial to a Coyote

This was memorial day for nathan calhoun and for the first time in decades mr.

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The Teacher's Memory

Since I was done conversating with my cousin I decided to look and find out what it was that Thorn was looking for. When I turned to look at him I saw that he was listening to a black Furpod with the volume on max. I shook my head a couple of times...

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Fairwood Memorial

It was an unusally peaceful moment in fairwood memorial. scott carson, the respected attending stood at the counter of the nurses' station, writing on the chart of his patient.

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Lost memories

Madame kuri looked at the bunny,"your memory is returning huh?" elise nodded, "but not much...i remember jonathan... a little..."

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Yearbook Memories

I stared at the sky blue cover with its gilded falcon in the center, letting the fond and sometimes painful memories wash through my mind.

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