Anything's Possible If You've Got Enough Nerve Novels & Stories

to use. "N...no, she's not", I let tears fall, "She might be acting up right now but I'm sure it's because she's just confused. I'm sure something is going on with her, I mean she wouldn't just take pleasure in other people's misery. So please don't say bad things about her" And of course the idiots that were staring were completely moved by my tears. Freaking fools. I was sure with my little act, they'd see me as a naive nice girl who has brains and that's a reputation I can live with.

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the will which says to them: 'Hold on!' If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with

Was it truly possible? “And think about it, Daphne,” he continued, his voice gaining enthusiasm. “We live in a digital age. You can build a powerful platform using social media. It’s an incredibly powerful tool that’s often underestimated. You have no idea the reach you could have.” He paused, looking directly into my eyes. “So yes, Daphne, I’m saying your dreams are absolutely achievable.” I remained quiet, letting his words sink in. Why hadn’t these possibilities ever crossed my mind before? Why was I constantly doubting my own abilities? Why did I keep undermining myself, assuming I couldn’t achieve something without even trying?

she turned away, " Don't talk like that, we should be in a good mood not this sullen mood of yours" She sighed, "This is probably the mood I'll die in", " Hey", she whacked her shoulder, " never say that again", " Ouch! That hurts", " It should. And just because things ain't how we want them now doesn't mean it'll never going to be okay", " Do you think it'll ever be?", "That's the mystery of life. Anything can change, your story, your identity, your path. Sometimes it takes just a moment. Not even a day, just an hour. One decision. One action. One word. That's all it takes."

Each extravagance we appreciate in this world has a substitution. You can prevail with regards to nothing in case you're languid. You can't find everything in case you're lethargic. You can't have the cash for each costly brand in case you're static. You can accomplish nothing on the off chance that you keep on communicating your dormant mentality. You have no spot to go all through your daily existence in the event that you lie on one side and simply sit in front of the TV, feeling terrible and moronic. You can't procure triumph if you rely upon others.

If you want something don't give up, try harder and sooner or later you'll be able to achieve it. We’re in front of the ride which I don't know what to call I can't do anything of course I don't want to be hungry, I'm starving, pity me, I don't have money, and aside from that we still have our agreement, so annoying *FLASHBACK* "Please! Even if it's just one cone and a bag of popcorn, go ahead please go ahead ”, I begged, I almost knelt in front of him, or I kissed his shoes, but I would never do that just for the ice cream and popcorn, will I do that? Hell no!

I asked "It's impossible" "What if?" I said "Then I'll grant you a wish, I'll do anything you want" he said "Wow, you mean it?" "Yeah I mean it, cause I know such a situation will never come to life cause it's impossible to sneak up on me" he said. "I already told you dearest Kilan, nothing is impossible so when I succeed in sneaking up on you, do get ready to tell me all I want to know about you cause you still are a mystery to me"

Trent shudders and tells us: He’s insane? Is that so? From a certain point of view, Us-in-Bill makes all kinds of sense. We need to know more. We read Trent his next line: “No way can you succeed.” The patients behind him speak in unison, loud as the parishioners at a church revival: “Maybe. Maybe not. But we’ll never know unless we try. Join us.” No, Trent tells us. It’d be like killing me. Agreed, we say. Tell him . . .

I hope I am damn wrong! "It's just a crazy idea. It doesn't have to be true, right? I'm just thinking of ways to end this asap! If it turns out negative then great! Perfect! We look for another way to solve this." I rant again, and take a big sip of water to cool my nerves. But what if? I take another sip of water, and a few deep breaths. I can handle anything! Yes, I can. Damn! This would be such a blow!

A/P "Don't ever think you aren't good enough for anything. There are a lot of things you may be too good for, but not anything you're not good enough for." ~A/N