Can I Unreject My Rejection Novels & Stories

And today, I looked, but they weren't there. I unlocked the laptop and navigated my way to the website I'd been dying to open for days now. I put in my details, and immediately, the notification that displayed on the screen almost knocked the air out of my lungs. "Your application has been successfully closed. You're welcome to try again." Wait. What? They said they’d processed a withdrawal request. My fingers were shaking so badly I almost missed the click. But I... I didn't close the application. I didn't reject it. Why would they say...

Though I am completely aware that she's going to reject me, I still hold on to that small percentage of hope that she will listen to what her heart says and accept my confession wholeheartedly, but then Nowo is Nowo. "Not in the mood to talk, are you?" Talaa inquired as I entered the room. I shrugged my shoulders, expressing my despondence. "Well, I just got rejected. Not once, not twice, but thrice. How will I ever get the mood to talk, buddy?" Talaa, the little sage, offered his wisdom. "Being rejected doesn't mean that it's the end for both of you." I raised both of my eyebrows in curiosity. "Then what does it mean?"

I texted my Mom realizing she would keep calling and pestering me for an answer if I don’t at least give her something. ‘’Turns out, a girl can’t handle being rejected twice in one day.’’ Then, I hit send as tears rolled down my face. . . TBC

I can’t keep going. I find an empty park and sit. I sniff and blink back my tears as I glance around. God, why is this so hard? Why does every one of them have to reject me? Haven’t I failed myself already? Being a mother and jobless at twenty-five… that was never part of the plan. The baby later, sure, but never jobless. Should I have stayed in Chicago instead? No. No. I don’t want to think about that. I force myself up and check out a few more places before returning home. Two places didn’t give outright rejection, so I’ll check back with them later.

Thank you for your interest, but we’ve decided to move forward with other candidates. We appreciate your application, but your qualifications don’t match our current needs. After careful consideration, we’ve decided not to proceed with your candidacy. The rejections all said different things, but they meant the same thing: We heard about Veridian. We don’t hire thieves. “Nothing?” Maya asked, looking over my shoulder. “Nothing. It’s like I’ve been blacklisted industry-wide.” “Have you tried reaching out to former clients? Someone who knows your work?” “And say what? ‘Hi, remember how I managed your perfect wedding? Please ignore the theft allegations and hire me?’”

Just the note. He sighed and slipped it back into his desk drawer. His phone buzzed. Another message from the same unknown number. Ryan froze. Slowly, he opened it. Delete the memory card if you want. A second message arrived almost immediately. It won't matter. I still have copies. Ryan's breathing became shallow. Then a third message appeared. Tomorrow. 8:00 p.m. Come alone. Or the truth will find its way to Olivia. Ryan stared at the screen. His hands trembled.

She nodded. “Which company? Did he mention it?” “He did. It’s I&J Corporation.” “Hmm,” He nodded. “There are records from that Company that half of our people in the pack were rejected. They are employed in that Company.” “Hmm, very unfortunate.” She shrugged. “He won’t reject me.” She said confidently.

~Tamara~ I sighed as I stared at my phone, reading the rejection message repeatedly. It was a message from all the companies I had applied to and short and direct rejections. “Miss Tamara, sorry, we are not hiring, but when we do, we will contact you.”

Emma looked at Ryan's face with a hurt look. "From now on, I forbid you to come here without my permission." "But why, Ryan?" "Because I'm tired of stupid girls like you. I'm sick of it," Ryan spat in front of Emma's face. "R-ryan." "Emma Walles, I'm Ryan Underwood; reject you as my fiance. Get out of my kingdom; I don't want to see you."

I insisted. "Why her?" He asked. "I don't know. I just want to be with her" "We made a decision that might not favour you. Derrick it's not too late to change your mind" Max warned staring pitifully. "Go ahead" I smiled. "It has been decided that, if you still insist on taking Jasmine. You and Jasmine are banned from coming back to this pack." Came Becky Mendes, the rude girl. I smiled and walked away. I didn't know what Jasmine did to get such punish, but I was ready to face those challenges with her.