Bare Down Meaning Novels & Stories

"Fine. Go get changed." *** Translations: *nyash: ass. When someone says your father's nyash, its basically your father's ass they're cursing out. *Waka: Its a curse or an insult *No vex o: Don't be angry

Rock-bottom /rɒkˈbɒtəm/ at the lowest possible level. ___________________________________________________________________________ 11 / 7 / 2021 Rock bottom… A place everyone is bond to end up at , at least once in their life. It is a cold dark place where everything is black and white , time feels like it is stopped . Your body feels like it’s paralyzed , no matter how hard to try to pry yourself from under the sheets it feels like you glued to the bed. No matter how hard to try to keep a positive mindset , that one fucking dark cloud hovers over your head – constantly allowing you to feel it’s down pour as it constantly rains negativity , pain and tough times on you.

“Not for money. Not for reinstatement. Not for anything you have left to threaten me with.” Sherwood’s expression hardened further, the charm gone entirely now, replaced by something uglier and far more familiar to me — the same contempt he’d worn in that ceremony hall, dressed up differently but unmistakably the same. “You always did think more of yourself than the circumstances warranted.” His voice rose, deliberately now, no longer bothering with subtlety, no longer caring who else in the hall might hear him. “Fat, barren, wolfless, and somehow still under the impression you have any leverage left to refuse me.”

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

I fell unconscious for minutes that seemed like eternity but Asher didn't care about me, but his baby who his mistress was carrying. “Barren” The word still echoed in my mind even when I tried to shake it off, he saw me as someone who's barren, he called me a BARREN WOMAN. I had never known Asher was so desperate to get a child. We never talked about it the hard way, we were never bothered by it but I was wrong, I was only being kept in the dark.

Edwina Our livelihood was gone. Just like that—burnt to ashes in the fire that consumed the only thing that had ever stood between us and poverty. And now… my dad, the strongest man I knew, was lying in a hospital bed, heart failing him when we needed his strength the most. The sky hadn’t just fallen. It had crashed, violently, and crushed everything we had beneath it—dreams, pride, security. All gone. I sat still, hands clenched in my lap, my heart rattling in my chest like loose change. Who could I even blame for this? God? The devil? Or was it just plain old bad luck, cruel and random as it always was?

"You're worse than a pig or a dog! "These people are already miserable, and you're repaying kindness with cruelty. You drained your marital savings to buy your mother a house, and now you're coveting the old couple's apartment. I've never seen anything like this!" Then all kinds of random objects came flying at me. "Beast! How does a scumbag like this stay alive?" "Why don't you die in place of good people?" Hospital security rushed over and held them back. That was the only reason I wasn't beaten.

I say the last part unconfidently. "You're such a Debby Downer," he blinks and then groaned as he throws his head back and walks backwards towards his side. His basketball in his right hand while being balanced between his hip and between the area under his arms. The distance gave me the space to breathe. "A what?" I say looking at him confused, watching his retreating figure. I had no idea what a 'Debby Downer' was. "A Debby Downer is like a boring person," He defines with a pointed look. I glare at him.