68 Days From Today Novels & Stories

Due to the severity of the situation, the school decided to extend her suspension by another month and give her an official demerit. … The next week was unbelievably peaceful. Without Matthias and Evelyn around to bother me, and with Derrick's sharp, straightforward guidance, it felt like my brain, which had been unused for years, suddenly broke free and started working at full speed. So, I was not as hopeless as Matthias had said. If I actually tried, I could learn. The next time I saw Matthias was a week later. He looked much more worn out than before, with dark circles under his eyes. Being stuck at home because of his relationship probably had not been easy.

She was beginning to like the young woman’s attitude. “Will I be able to meet the person who saved me? I’d like to thank him personally. If he had not found me just in time, I might have been dead already.” “I’ll pass on the word.” “Thanks. By the way, what day is it today?” “Today is June 7th.” Hera gasped. “It’s been a week!!” “Yes it has..” “I should go back..” “It might be too late for that..” Venus sighed.

Sem break is almost over! Just 20 minutes left and it is over! Classes starts tomorrow, but for some reasons, I'd be absent for 2 days since tomorrow would be Thursday. ANYWAYS, Crazeeps, thank you for your support! And for you silent reader, still, thank you ! ENJOY 😊 ~-~

“I want to go say goodbye to daddy before heading to see ‘gwandpa’ and ‘gwandma’ “ Roberta voiced out trying to unbuckle her seat belt as her blue eyes glinted with excitement. Melissa was still trying to control her shaky hands with something that tends to happen whenever Gerald was around.

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“Well, awkward, but who am I?” I let out a small chuckle along with her. “Uh, well, you’re Isabelle Smith.” She nodded. She seemed to be taking all this too well—almost like it was just a little incident with no harm. “Uh, do you need anything?” I asked after a moment of silence as her eyes examined her surroundings. “Um, what—what day is it today?” She shifted her eyes toward me and asked. “Well, it’s Tuesday,” I said, “Um, 8th August of 2023.”

Zique's obsidian eyes widened. "W-What date is today?" Damion took out his phone, looking down at it. "It's the twenty fifth..." "The...The...The twenty fifth?" Zique breaths shortened, his hands clenching by his sides. "The twenty fifth?" "What?" Damion asked. "Is it...it couldn't really be today...is it?" Gabe shook his head, shifting in his seat. "No, it's the twenty seventh...two days. We have...no he has two days."

6 weeks later *Dawn* Today marks a pivotal moment in Will’s journey… his operation day has finally arrived. Despite knowing that the procedure is relatively safe, I can’t shake the underlying anxiety bubbling within me. This is a significant operation, one that targets a delicate area of his body, and the stakes feel incredibly high.

🦋 BENITA 🦋 This morning is exceptionally strange, even more so than the countless weird mornings before it. Today is the 25th of September, 2024, a day I absolutely refuse to accept. If only night could stretch on indefinitely and day could be cut short—or better yet, if there should be no day at all. I couldn’t help but think something terrible was going to happen, and deep down, I was preparing myself for it. No bad news was going to meet me unaware again.

I ask after a while "Nah, you didn't, thankfully. It's in three days. Today is the 28th. It's happening on the last day of the month, the 31st. The Council already brought a notice to that effect, you woke up just in time." She says, flashing me a smile of relief. "A lot has happened while you were unconscious." She continued saying "Oh!... A lot like what?" I ask with a frown, already praying in my mind it wouldn't be something bad