Novel & Cerita 18 And Ruined

"He ruined his own life when you pushed him away!" "He fled to another country to rebel! He ruined himself! He got drunk every day and night. He was beaten to death. He got jailed for doing reckless actions and causing troubles everywhere! He was so broken, Lucky! You broke him completely!" I felt my heart ripping apart. Tears streamed down my face again as I sobbed and whispered. "Sorry…" "Sorry? That's all you're gonna say? After everything he's been through?" "Zandra, stop it!"

“You… know?” Celine stepped in, her voice sharp. “Then say it. Stop speaking in riddles.” “You won’t want to hear this,” he said quietly. “It’s worse than you think.” “I don’t care how bad it is,” I shot back. “You tell me who destroyed my life.” “Jane—” “I don’t want your sympathy, I want a name!” He looked at me for a long moment, like he was measuring how much truth I could take before I shattered.

I hold on to her for dear life. *I’m sorry, Dre.* Ruth’s in a similar state to mine, tears welling in her eyes. She pulls back, reaching for my face, fingers trembling against them. “My life is ruined,” I whisper. She shakes her head aggressively to disagree. “No, Luke. It’s not.” “Yes, it is,” I argue. “My life is ruined. “My mum's dead. My father abandoned me. I’ve lost you...and Dre doesn’t want me. I’ve been expelled, and in a few months I’m going to Juvie for a crime I didn’t commit.”

IS THIS what he wants? To humiliate me in front of many people? To ruin my reputation and my femininity? Great. Just great! He succeeded. I'm completely ruined to the point where even a garbage collector would be embarrassed to pick me up. There's nothing left of me. I'm completely destroyed! I don't have a home, parents to take care of me, or even a grandmother to lean on. The only thing that I was guarding so carefully has also disappeared. My reputation is gone, and worst of all, even my femininity.

I shot my twin a pout for teasing me. “I see you’re enjoying your company, nin gwanuning.” I shot back at him. He blushed so deeply. Not only him but Stacie and Eliza too. “I see I’m not the only one who has found my fated at this point.” I wasn’t going to let him get away with calling me out like that. “I’m still under eighteen. I haven’t found my fated yet,” Stacie argued. I rolled my eyes at her. “What? I haven’t. I can’t till next year.”

before walking out. He had just ruined my mood. I now couldn’t stop thinking of Hendrik and all the bad things I had done in the passed year. Ties nineteen years old but my life was rotten as a thirty year old. Not long ago I was in high school, with a best friend I loved more then myself, little brother who looked up to me, father who loved me and a happy mother. How had things got so nasty? Guess I would never know.

May 17th Age: 19 Life is bullshit. That sappy happily ever after bullshit isn't real. I refuse to believe that that shit actually exists. That shit was only made up by people that already had happy lives to begin with. Us broken and forgotten ones don't get a happy ending. We are a disappointment and remain as such till the very end. July 18th Age: 20

AVA I was eighteen years old, drunk on cheap tequila, and about to ruin my life with the one man I should’ve never touched. But I was getting ahead of myself. Let me rewind to three hours earlier, when I still believed in love, loyalty, and the stupid fairy tale that good girls got happy endings.

She muttered to herself, "It’s over. It’s all over." By masquerading as Uncle Royce’s daughter, Wendy had managed to accumulate a massive fortune through criminal channels. However, she squandered every cent before receiving a ten-year prison sentence for her fraudulent activities. Though a promising life once lay ahead of her, she ultimately brought about her own ruin. Nonetheless, I had no interest in their self-inflicted downfall. I was ready to start a new chapter and embrace a brighter future.

"Calm down, child. She wasn't a student here. The course she applied for two years ago, was already completed three months ago. She was just randomly attending art classes on a requested application. And today, she informed that she won't attend it anymore either." Edward wasn't listening to any of his word. His headwas practically drumming, like it would burst any minute. Roughly breathing, he stood up and marched out of the office, anger, hollowness, remorse, each expression floating on his face. The events of yesterday night begin to flash in his mind, like how he ruined an innocent soul in an attempt to fuel his ego. He ruined her life. How was he supposed to live his own life normally a