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Then, with a clear voice, I spoke out some lines, “if there is a story to be told, why should I not be the one to tell it? Do we all not have that choice to tell our own tales?” With another soundless breath of air, I changed the tone of my voice to mimic a different person, saying, “you always do this, brother! You let yourself think everything will be fine if only you can make it to a certain place or do a certain thing, but life is never that simple! You go into those woods and you won’t come back out again! The legends-” I cut myself off, changing my voice back to the previous one, my tone annoyed as I say, “I’m aware. I know the song as well as you do.”

I'm building myself and not letting anything to stop me. Hope never disappoint and with God I will achieve every of his plan and purpose for me. I still believe that this my Life tale will not end in sadness or heart break Time went by smoothly and joba hadn’t sent any message yet I was able to build my life back to how is was if not like before, I was doing much better compared to when joba had left me. His bride price was also returned but he still did not bother contacting me and I didn’t care what he thought of me. Relationship with my formal inlaws was intact and i hope it will always be like that.

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"The moral of the story?" He laughed at her cute question. "The moral of the story is, no one is good or bad... We all have good and bad sides in us and that's what makes our life story strong... If we all are good then there is no story, if we all are bad then there is no need for your story because you don't deserve one... Good and evil makes one perfect life story and that's what makes our life worth... No one is good and bad, no one is a hero and villain. We are both!"

"So what if I did? Jayden, it's time you faced reality. This isn't about revenge. I married Charles because I like him. In every single way, he's a better man than you." I paused deliberately, watching the disbelief spread across his face before delivering the final blow. "And besides, what makes you think I'd ever waste my marriage, my future, just to get revenge on a man who betrayed me?" Lunara stepped forward hurriedly, putting on her best teary-eyed, pitiful expression. "Ms. Sheridan, how could you slap Jayden like that?" she whimpered, her voice soft but perfectly calculated. "I know you're upset because he didn't marry you, but really, was it worth sacrificing yourself like this for p

Paraiso is my hometown, and I am sure no one can cover the story better than me. “Oh. The problem is that the story has been assigned already,” Stella said. “Who is going to work on it?” Steph said, looking at Robert. She was praying that Stella doesn’t confirm her fears. “I have assigned the story to Robert,” Stella said, and the cup of coffee from Steph’s hands fell. Robert was on his feet in no time picking up the pieces of glass as Stella rushed to Steph’s side, asking her if she was okay. “How can I be okay?” Steph retorted.

She took the fallen paper plane from the table and all the students were staring at her, anticipating how she'll react. "Good morning class, I am Mrs McElwain's substitute until she comes back from her maternal leave," She calmly said. The students quietly came back to their seats and stared at the auburn-haired woman in front. "I am Miranda Thorne. You may call me Ms Thorne. Now, can someone tell me what your last lesson was about?" One student raised her hand, Miranda nodded, giving the student permission to stand. “We always have Mondays as storytelling, Ms Thorne," Another student raised a hand.

All the riedness of the day weighed heavily on my shouldes. I had tried my best to calm down after the encounter with my ex, his girlfriend, and his mother. How unfortunate that the man I was seeing now is actually a close relative of theirs. OR.... It may be a blessing ni disguise that I can actually make a revenge on those very mean people.

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