My Name Is Memory - Jenna - Wattpad

My Name Is Memory

Reads 2,908
Votes 653
Parts 27
Time 1h 36m

Reads 2,908
Votes 653
Parts 27
Time 1h 36m

abuse ewa2018 fantasy featured friendship hope humour journal joy letters love magicalrealism memories moments romance sadness sass shootingstar star teenfiction wattys2018 youngadult

"When the lamp is shattered
The light in the dust lies dead
When the cloud is scattered
The rainbow's glory is shed.
When the lute is broken,
Sweet tones are remembered not.
When the lips have spoken,
Loved accents are soon forgot." 

~Percy Bysshe Shelly 

•°•°•°•°•

A collection of journal entries and letters to the star, from the one whose name was memory. 

Copyright © Jenna Sinclair
All Rights Reserved.

•°•°•°•°•

Cover by me @elzarionAll Rights Reserved

abuse ewa2018 fantasy featured friendship hope humour journal joy letters love magicalrealism memories moments romance sadness sass shootingstar star teenfiction wattys2018 youngadult

Table of contents

27 parts

Sign up to add My Name Is Memory to your library and receive updates

or

#150shootingstar

Content Guidelines

You may also like

The Girl with No Emotions by vloria_vines

I was just thinking. I swear. But maybe my mind over thought. It's weird that everything can seem so simple, straight forward. Black and white. Two colors. So obvious. So there. Him and Her. Two people. So obvious. So there. But once you add gray, things get kind of complicated. Then you add color. And it's a wonderfully complicated bright world. She's two in one. The storm and the shade. No one ever stops to thank the storm for shading them from what's above it. What if the sun was too strong, too powerful that day and the storm came along just to protect us all from it? It was this epic battle between the two and the storm was hurting and it cased all this damage to the earth. No one thanks the storm for its sacrifice when it finally loses the battle and the sun shows its smug face. We all hate the storm for the disaster it created and praise the sun, when the storm just wanted to protect us. The storm and the shade. She's the storm and the shade. She's the chaos and the calm. Only I can't see the chaos. Not fully. She's keeping it all inside. All I see is the calm. I can tell though. I can tell there's chaos. I just can't see it. It's not so black and white. It's not a simple boy likes girl. Girl likes boy. It never was. But I like her. I do. The storm and the shade.

The Days With No Sun by hello-no-one

Sometimes we fear truth over reality. But things get dark and heavy and we play the blame game. We end up hurting others or ourselves even. We don't think before we act or we don't say before we do. This is the evolution of my madness. A cluster of rants and thoughts and poems for you guys. Everything is written how I wanted it to be rants will be long with few pauses and there will be mistakes I might have skipped over. Aha. Poems at the beginning from when I was 15 years old to now when Im 18. Truly a visual of my writing evolution. Edited by @ChemicalStarling who writes a lot but never posts! Read on, loves. I'll see you on the other side...

The Forgotten Memories by lowtensionsuika

How do you feel if your precious friend lost her memories about you? Will you try to help your precious friend to regain the memory back or start a new memory with her? p.s update when i'm in mood and sorry for the broken english

Live, love, laugh and die. This is just life! (Songs and poems from the heart) by michaela_ferris

These poems that i have wrote mainly come from my depressive side or my romantic side. They all express who i am and what my life is like. I write these poems and share them with you because i hop that they will help you get through difficult situations about love, self-harm or suicide. I hope you all like these poems. I agree that they are not for everybody but i have wrote themto help you and me!!

Dazed Off by robinmylovee

𝑰 𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒕; 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒚... 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕. A collection of poems showing how suicide thoughts slowly progresses, written by a child locked in adolescence. Most impressive ranking: #6 in deep, #11 in poem, #2 in poem collection

Under the Stars I Write by HannahRedspring

[A POETRY COLLECTION] "Under the stars I write, Under the moon so bright. In the darkness of my heart, I hold on to the light. Thoughts in my head written in paper and pen. Voiceless words composed of memories by fate." - Hannah Redspring [PUBLISHED IN WATTPAD ONLY]

THOUGHTLESS │✔️ by JH_Foliage

The words The petals On a flower that Thrives by appearance Is only Will merely Be a flimsy Taste of what's inside Why price By the eyes The symmetry Of flawed beauty As though As most Are weighed by Thoughtless ideals For those Four arrows A small compass Drifting among lost stars There is Much more Than the words Sprinkled on the outside. ~ [Highest ranking: #18 out of 1.4K in 'view' as of 27-08-2019.] © 2018 JadeFoliage, All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in whole or part, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission and proof of the publisher. Permission is only granted, and work may only be reproduced in any way, including, but not limited to the above, if person first has permission of this work's publisher. (Except for the cover & pictures shown. All respected rights go to its owner(s).) If you are reading this on any platform other than Wattpad, you may be at risk of a malware attack. To read these poems in their original and safe form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/story/156755219-thoughtless.

A Gentleman's Kiss by seikiunne11

Fall in love with a writer and you are instantly immortalized in her work, in her mind, and in her heart. Memories of you will never die as it will be re-read, relived, and will rekindle all emotions felt as if they lasted forever. ❤ Dedicated to A.R.R. whom I've been friends with since June this year. Some parts are really based on reality: what we do, how we talk, and that genuine feeling of happiness when I'm with him. Although for the sake of literature, I had to tweak some details a bit. Enjoy reading. :)

Forgotten by sarcasmAZ

Forgotten is a story about Loss and Family. Its about a family going through the loss of a loved one that almost broke them apart. Loss of a loved one is the most difficult thing to face. When filled with pain and darkness, we shield ourselves from the light. We feel alone. That's how Saturn Synclair felt after she lost her mother in tragic accident. The loss of her mother affected her so deeply that she was bringing pain to her remaining family. But even in times of darkness, a sliver light can show us the way. As Saturn Synclair wished she was never been born to end her pain. Her bright light came to help her. Someone who was there but never seen, came and showed her what her family would be like if she was never born. How her existence was important to her family. The true meaning of family. ---------------------- ------------------------- ----------------------- ----------- "The room was dark and I couldn't see anything. I didn't turn on the lights because this is what I deserved. Darkness. The same darkness I descended on my family. What kind of child makes her dad cry? I can't do anything right. I must be a cursed child. I made dad cry and Mars looked so sad. Mom would see them from above and be so mad at me too." "I didn't mean what I said before but maybe I should. If I make my family so sad, they would be better off if I wasn't born at all. They will be happy and not cry if I am not here anymore. And Mom would be at peace too. I also wouldn't feel this pain and guilt anymore." " I wish I wasn't born so they can be happy again. "

You may also like

Slide 1 of 9

The Girl with No Emotions cover

The Days With No Sun cover

The Forgotten Memories cover

Live, love, laugh and die. This is just life! (Songs and poems from the heart) cover

Dazed Off cover

Under the Stars I Write cover

THOUGHTLESS │✔️ cover

A Gentleman's Kiss cover

Forgotten cover

The Girl with No Emotions

I was just thinking. I swear. But maybe my mind over thought. It's weird that everything can seem so simple, straight forward. Black and white. Two colors. So obvious. So there. Him and Her. Two people. So obvious. So there. But once you add gray, things get kind of complicated. Then you add color. And it's a wonderfully complicated bright world. She's two in one. The storm and the shade. No one ever stops to thank the storm for shading them from what's above it. What if the sun was too strong, too powerful that day and the storm came along just to protect us all from it? It was this epic battle between the two and the storm was hurting and it cased all this damage to the earth. No one thanks the storm for its sacrifice when it finally loses the battle and the sun shows its smug face. We all hate the storm for the disaster it created and praise the sun, when the storm just wanted to protect us. The storm and the shade. She's the storm and the shade. She's the chaos and the calm. Only I can't see the chaos. Not fully. She's keeping it all inside. All I see is the calm. I can tell though. I can tell there's chaos. I just can't see it. It's not so black and white. It's not a simple boy likes girl. Girl likes boy. It never was. But I like her. I do. The storm and the shade.