Somthing I had to write for an english class
Never Remember to Remember to Forget
By: Haley Roberts
Once upon a time in a normal little town lived a girl named, Haley. Now Haley wasn’t so normal herself. She looked the same as all of the other children, but she had one extra trait. She forgot. She didn’t just forget her homework, or forget to clean her room. No, she forgot everything--from her name, to her address, and even how speak. She lay in bed and tried to remember, but every time she tried, she forgot she was trying. Her mind was like a big chunk of Swiss cheese, full of holes. The doctors had no cure, so the only thing they could suggest was to tie strings around each of her fingers. They tried one string on each finger, but when that didn’t work they tied two on each finger. Her fingers got consumed more and more each day by the strings. Days, weeks, months, passed and her fingers were no longer visible. There were now 600 strings tied to her fingers, 60 strings on each. As Haley looked at her hands she felt a spark of motivation. She walked over to her desk, the only piece of furniture in her room, and opened a draw. Inside she found post-it-notes, packages upon packages of them. She took a package out and began to write the word “remember”. She wrote it twenty times on each note. She wrote and wrote. Her hands became sore on the 300th note; she ignored the feeling and continued. She was determined to remember. On the 500th note her hands felt weak, but she still wrote on. On the 700th her little hands just fell right off. With no hands to write with and no fingers to tie strings to, Haley’s memory continued to fail. Finally one day, she forgot she couldn’t remember and from that day on she never forgot anything again.
The End
Never Remember to Remember to Forget
By: Haley Roberts
Once upon a time in a normal little town lived a girl named, Haley. Now Haley wasn’t so normal herself. She looked the same as all of the other children, but she had one extra trait. She forgot. She didn’t just forget her homework, or forget to clean her room. No, she forgot everything--from her name, to her address, and even how speak. She lay in bed and tried to remember, but every time she tried, she forgot she was trying. Her mind was like a big chunk of Swiss cheese, full of holes. The doctors had no cure, so the only thing they could suggest was to tie strings around each of her fingers. They tried one string on each finger, but when that didn’t work they tied two on each finger. Her fingers got consumed more and more each day by the strings. Days, weeks, months, passed and her fingers were no longer visible. There were now 600 strings tied to her fingers, 60 strings on each. As Haley looked at her hands she felt a spark of motivation. She walked over to her desk, the only piece of furniture in her room, and opened a draw. Inside she found post-it-notes, packages upon packages of them. She took a package out and began to write the word “remember”. She wrote it twenty times on each note. She wrote and wrote. Her hands became sore on the 300th note; she ignored the feeling and continued. She was determined to remember. On the 500th note her hands felt weak, but she still wrote on. On the 700th her little hands just fell right off. With no hands to write with and no fingers to tie strings to, Haley’s memory continued to fail. Finally one day, she forgot she couldn’t remember and from that day on she never forgot anything again.
The End
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