About Life Novels & Stories

The idea of dying... it's like staring into a dark abyss, wondering what lies beyond. Am I ready for it? Is anyone ever truly prepared to let go of everything they know? It's as if life is this intricate tapestry, woven with memories, experiences, and dreams, and death is that final thread that could unravel it all. I've heard people say that death gives life meaning. That the inevitability of our mortality forces us to seize the fleeting moments and savor them. Is that why we laugh, love, and strive to make a mark? To counteract the impending darkness?

Life is nothing but a deal that every person has to make to survive the harsh reality of their existence. However, some people out there are exceptionally different and that's what makes them superior to others. Every person wants to achieve something that is beyond their limit although that never stops them from chasing the exotic thing.

Until she asked me a question that triggered my feelings of “Allie, I've noticed that when I ask you a question that doesn't have to do with your illness you somehow always add CF to the conversation, why is that?” I bite the inside of my cheek thinking about my answer, until I decide to speak. “I don't know, I really don't know, it's like it's all related to that” “Have you ever thought that there are more things in life that you can enjoy," he raises an eyebrow in my direction and sighs at my silence, “you seem to have made your life revolve around CF and forget that there is a world beyond the walls of your room”

"Though as entertaining this is, the affairs of the still living are none of my concern. You'll have to speak to my opposite; Life." "So how do I find Life?" I asked, and Death shrugged, twirling his scythe as if it were a baton. "No clue. I deal with matters of death." "...you're of no help, you know that?" "I've upheld my deal, so I think I've helped way more than necessary. I'm just glad I didn't go fishing for your soul. Otherwise, I would've declined." My jaw drops at his comment, and he shrugs, fading away.

Even just for a brief period of time. He felt calmer as he sipped his coffee, his head turning to look at everyone who also had their own lives. It fascinated him whenever he thought that every single person in the world was living a unique life, and that just like him, they also had problems and ordeals in life. It fascinated him how strange and magical life was, even when it sometimes would appear to be mundane and redundant.

“Pain, happiness, money, and family... all those are just small parts of life. In the end, what really matters are the choices one makes as they slowly proceed through the cycle of life… While I’m not sure what experiences you’ve undergone before, I do know that life isn’t constantly filled with grief and pain. Enjoyable parts of life definitely exist, and once individuals realize that, they’ll surely live better lives instead of constantly complaining about life’s injustices…” explained Gerald.

Life is beautiful but very unpredictable. There would be days when you will have everything and then we're will be days when you will be empty-handed. Life follows no rules except, to cherish what you have today because, in the rule book of life, tomorrow is just an illusion. We work our asses off and do everything thinking that our life is going to change for the better and that tomorrow comes for some people, whereas some people spend their whole life waiting for that tomorrow and some don't even have their life to wait for that tomorrow.

Full of life. That's the real story. Not death. Not tragedy. Not impossible soul transference. Just life. Beautiful, messy, ordinary, extraordinary life. Finally. Completely. Forever. New beginning. Every day. Every moment. Every choice. New beginning. Always.

What about that life that was given to them to be lived as they pleased but preferred to look into other people’s lives to see what theirs are lacking? Life is not only a process we have to live because, first of all, “have to” it’s not the phrase we should use when we refer to life. Life is a pleasure, life is seeing that hopeless world turning into a world full of magic, of colors, of wishes, of love.

Just describe it in simple words? Christian: "Umm... It's the duration between birth and death" Author: Yeah you are right. technically that is what life is... Christian: Oh! I know! Author: But you know what real life means? Yeah. Yeah. Answer me. Do you know what it means? Christian: You are boring me to death, If. Just Don't push your luck. Author: Oh Hon. Stop throwing tantrums. Just Answer me. Christian: Umm Perhaps it is Being Happy.