Begin With Your Name Novels & Stories

, Chen asked. “ Nothing P'Chen...please convey my thanks to P'Chau.” “ Okay..I will.”, Chen nodded. “ I will go then.”, Dae said. “ Wait ! “, Type called. “Here..write your nick name, date of birth, phone number, address and sign.”, Type moved a notebook with various columns towards Dae. “ It’s the list of first years. Since you are here let’s start with you.”, he explained.

Picking it up and opening it, I retrieve my own letter, not even bothering to read over it, just searching for my partners name. My heart sinks, my shoulders slump and everything goes blank as I take in the name. Oh gosh, it's Roman.

"Is it weird that all our kids names start with an A? I love you too by the way" "That's all on you" "So, it’s like that?" "What's wrong with their names starting with an A?" "Nothing"

I am intrigued by this man. He was right in-front of me now. I could feel my guard slipping, something about him made me feel like I had met him before, but nothing about him looked familiar. I think I would remember someone as handsome as him. I could feel my face beginning to heat up and my cheeks turning red at the thought. He held his hand out and introduced himself. “My name is Charles; I just moved here. I found this path a couple of weeks ago and I love coming here and seeing the beautiful colours of the trees while they are flowering” he expressed. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Come on, give me your phone number so that I can call you one of this days. Okay now you are talking, I like it when I get to know someone before I decide whether to go ahead with the friendship or not ,So I that in that case I will give you the phone number, May I ask what you name is? “Sorry I am Shane pleasure to meet you.” “Yeah my name is Grace.” “Beautiful Grace, that is a good name that deserves an elegant lady like yourself, do you mind if I save your number it will only take a short while then We will continue from where we have left.

“What is your name?” I inhaled slowly. This moment mattered as my future depended on it. “My name,” I said carefully, “is Brielle.”

The Book of Origins revealed one final sentence before snapping shut: > *A name is the first step toward becoming someone... and the hardest thing to lose.*>

''I cut him. ''Why don't we practice our English a little? Then. What's your name? '' I ask without deviating from the road. ''Um, my name is Leon. ''Snitch. ''You have to answer in English. '' I say. ''Certo. My name is Leon. ''How are you today? Ready for class? (How are you today? Ready for class?) ''I'm fine, thanks for asking. I didn't understand the rest. (I'm fine, thanks for asking. I didn't understand the rest.)

Focused entirely on me with an intensity that makes my skin prickle. "Name," he demands. "April," I squeak. Then, because my mouth apparently has a death wish, I add, "April West."

I captured the image and set it as my profile. Within minutes, notifications began to flood in as followers surged… messages flooding in. “This won’t be easy,” I muttered, setting the phone against a stack of files as I inhaled deeply. “You can do this.” Straightening, I pressed record. “Hello… my name is Maya Sinclair,” I began, my voice calm and measured. “But recently, I met someone… someone who looked exactly like me. Her name is Liora…” I paused briefly, letting the weight of the story settle before continuing.