It's asking us our names, " Falkor reported." I'm Atreyu! " Atreyu cried." I'm Falkor! " cried Falkor.The boy without a name was silent. Atreyu looked at him, then took him by the hand and cried: "He's Bastian Balthazar Bux! ""It asks, " Falkor translated, "why he doesn't speak for himself."" He can't, " said Atreyu. "He has forgotten everything." Falkor listened again to the roaring of the fountain." Without memory, it says, he cannot come in. The snakes won't let him through." Atreyu replied: "I have stored up everything he told us about himself and his world. I vouch for him." Falkor listened." It wants to know by what right?"" I am his friend, " said Atreyu. Michael Ende
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This short story is about a young boy who has lost his memory. He travels with a group of friends in search of his past. The story is about how they try to help him remember who he was, and how they help him regain his memory.

Source: The Neverending Story

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