Novel & Cerita All But My Life

My mom was a computer genius with a PhD who works in Silicon Valley. Shortly after I was born, she created an AI robot sister modeled after me. Mom said my AI robot sister was equipped with the world's most accurate child behavior evaluation system. The moment I made a mistake, it would detect it. From then on, my AI robot sister became the judge of my life. Whenever she issued a warning, even when I had done nothing wrong, all I received was punishment. I tried to defend myself before. But Mom said the robot she built with her own hands could never make a mistake, and she became even more convinced that I was an inferior child. On my birthday, Mom took my sister and me to participate in an

why can't my life be easy and once just for once why can't trouble leave me alone. Why my life had to be this messed up! It's like me and trouble are best friends. It follows me like a shadow....wherever I go trouble is there. Ring...ring...suddenly my mobile rings, a Motorola ringtone Hello Moto.... comes in within my bag... I take out my cell and check who is calling me! Oh! Fuck shit....it's Pawana we were supposed to meet today. How did I forget ? Now what do I say to her....that Neil professed his love to me and I ran away...is that what I say cause I know she is not going to let this go.

I stared at myself in the mirror as I fixed my make up and hair. I am wearing a casual yet elegant looking outfit for my dinner with Cale. The memories where I went on my first date with Damian often came to mind. And I hate the fact that I kept remembering it. My phone pings abruptly so I picked it up to check my notifications. It's just random people tagging and privately messaging me. Some are asking for my side of the story and some are just plainly hating me. I turned my phone to ‘do not disturb’ and shut it down.

The message contained only one sentence: "The person who ruined your life is closer than you think."

Amelia adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, smiled and said, "Mr. Hudson, Ms. Hudson doesn't recognize your father-daughter relationship, so naturally, Mrs. Lawrence won't recognize your relationship with us. "It's embarrassing for both of us if you create a scene here. We are all well-known people. It's not good to embarrass yourselves. Please leave." Mike refused to give up, choking as he spoke. Irene was wiping her tears as well. "Sandra's getting married and she doesn't have any family members by her side. If we tell others about it, people will laugh at her."

"This might be my last chance to live. I'll do anything! I'll even kneel if that's what it takes. Just please…" But Mom slapped me hard across the face and roared, "How did I raise such a selfish brat? Your brother just started his internship. What's the harm in helping him get some experience?" "No, Mom! Please, I beg you…" I cried out. "I really want to live… I'll do anything you say as long as you let me live…" Yet, she completely ignored me and began packing up the meal she had brought. "You're unbelievable. To think you can't even handle a minor illness without whining like a baby. But there's nothing left to discuss. This is final."

"If you're not doing anything, don't waste time here. There are plenty of people in the world you can help. Don't waste it on me." I placed my hand over the lens. The screen went black. … [In the Next Life — Oct. 11, 2023, 9:32 AM — I Don't Need Anyone's Pity] "You're Hailey Cooper, Ben Cooper's sister, right?" I was sweeping the back kitchen of a café. I frowned when I heard the voice. "You again?" His voice came from behind the camera. "People online are saying you betrayed your family, but they don't know you have cancer. I want to film a documentary series about you. Is that okay?"

They exchanged a few words before she followed him off to the side. "What's that punk dragging your wife off to do?" "Go and check on them!" "Relax, guys. Elise knows where to draw the line," I said. At my words, they silently gave me thumbs-ups again. I laughed awkwardly. Well, I'd just gotten my five-million-dollar allowance. It really wouldn't be right to meddle in Elise's private life, would it? "Elliot, you're seriously magnanimous," someone said. I suddenly clutched my stomach. "Sorry, my stomach's acting up. I need the restroom."

The butler stared at me. "Ms. Yelton, are you really leaving?" "Yeah. I'm not coming back." Pain ripped through me, but I smiled anyway, like a flower in full bloom. Even if I was about to wilt, I'd still lived my life with everything I had. The butler stayed quiet. Then a cold, grim voice cut in behind me, sharp as winter air. "Are you sure?" I froze. Wasn't he supposed to be at work?

I remembered the harsh words he said to me in one of the attempts. even without him telling me I feel that our connection is getting stronger every time he bites me... I clean my skin with perfumed water. It is already a routine to wake up at night, this was a change that I've gotten used to. I took refuge in the bathtub, I plunged my whole body into it and held my breath for 10 seconds sitting down and then covering my breasts with my hands. I spend days thinking about Alec and the chalice condition, that cruel and sad condition of my new life to which feeding him is part.