Be Not Afraid Retard Novels & Stories

🌬️It will keep hurting you till you decide to wisen up🌬️ her inner voice said and she sniffed. "What... What should I do then... I'm.. I'm so confused... " 🌬️No you're not Confused... Rather, You're scared🌬️ Her inner voice corrected and she flinched.. "I'm not scared ". Ayanna snapped at her mind. 🌬️Yes you're... you're so Scaredy just like your late Father... I don't know what Aradia see in that Weak coward Human who rot of fear even during his own death 🌬️

'I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain. Believe in yourself. You are braver than you think, more talented than you know, and capable of more than you imagine.' 🌹🌹 You Are My Obsession (Part 7) 🌹🌹

Take note he looks like a gangster too. [Smirk] She's not cute. I think she looks retarded. Trying to be good but she’s the one who cursed in front of the church. Everyone laughs on what he say. This is crazy, I feel attacked. I hate the guts of this man. How dare him say something like that. I rolled my eyes and because I am Akesha I will never be defeated. [Glare] I’m not retarded. Gangster, you seem more like a retard to me.

"Why would I be afraid?" Those words stunned Jordan and Manfred. This man could actually say something that serious! It was as if the two of them were not disciples of an eighth-grade clan, but runner disciples of some insignificant small clan. Fane did not seem to regard them highly at all! His attitude rendered Jordan and Manfred speechless, and they wondered if he was sane at all. Manfred laughed in frustration. "Is there something wrong with your head? Don't you know where we're from? You even asked us why you'd be afraid. Do you truly think you'd survive a battle against Jordan?"

“Okay, Dad. I’m listening.” My phone buzzed again. This time it was a new message—unknown number. Stop digging. You’re repeating his mistake. My blood turned to ice. I stared at the words. Then I typed back one sentence, not because it was smart, but because it was true. Jordan: Tell Silvia I’m not afraid of monsters in uniforms. I hit send. And immediately regretted it. Because the second you let someone know you weren’t scared, you also let them know you were paying attention.

"Same thing when you're dead." Axel silenced them with a look. "No last words. We're not dying tomorrow. We're surviving. Like we always do." He looked around at all of us. "I know you're scared. I'm scared too. But fear is good. Fear keeps us sharp. What we can't let it do is paralyze us." "Easy for you to say," Walter commented. "You've had ninety-nine years to get used to being afraid."

Nora replied, which made me tilt my head. I gritted my teeth and came near her to say something. “I'm not afraid of anyone, Nora…” I muttered, while looking at her deep into her eyes. “After everything that happened to me, there is one thing I am so certain about and that is to fear no one. I am ready to face all triumphs that will come into my life without hesitation, and you should too as well. If you're not afraid of me, face me tonight. Let's see who will stay on top.”

He started with the website nomorefear.biz. There wasn’t much to it, just a black screen with a simple quote: “No passion so effectually robs the mind of all its powers of acting and reasoning as fear.” When he clicked on the sentence, he was taken to another page, featuring the image of a man embracing a weeping woman and a paragraph:

"Answer what?" "Whether you like him." Maeve sighed. "I honestly don't know, Bea." "Are you sure?" "Yes." Bea smiled. "You know... there are people who can't admit the truth to themselves right away." "Why?" "Because they're afraid that once they admit it... it'll become real."

But I try anyway. “I’m so sick and tired of being scared, Amara. It’s like every time I want to accept something good now, I think about it being ripped away from me again. It makes me not want to have anything good at all,” I admit. She shakes her head. “Don’t think about what you’re afraid of. Think about what it is that you actually want. Pretend as though there are no scary twists waiting to surprise you. Do you want to be a true member of this pack?”