Novel & Cerita Everyone Has A Story

Can't wait to get started. ##################### Disclaimer: Please note that this is just a story and it doesn't define how any kind of relationship should be. This story is purely fictional and does not have any connection to any actual story or any persons lives.

Marie Have you ever heard that ridiculous saying that delusional people share on their F******k, no offence, the one that goes something like the reason you can't fall asleep is because you're awake in someone else's dream. That quote. I can't believe people actually believe that. But then again sometimes, when I'm wide awake in the middle of the night, what if that's true, and if so who could possibly be dreaming about me? Is it the love of my life or a complete stranger? Is it my mom or my enemy. We can't control our dreams is what people often say, then why is it that most of our dreams revolve around the people we care about the most or the least?

Keep looking forward to the story of the life journey of people who have different views and rules on each of their lives. See what happen. *****

Evеrуоnе here hаѕ a ѕtоrу, just lіkе I dо. They’re thinking about thеіr family, kіdѕ, jоbѕ, buѕіnеѕѕеѕ, partners, bоѕѕеѕ, or their problems rіght nоw. Mауbе ѕоmе are wondering how they’re gоіng to рау thе rеnt, оr how they need to сut bасk оn chocolate.

“Same thing everyone's telling me,” •••

She realized that stories had the ability to transcend language and cultural barriers, touching the hearts of people from all walks of life. With this newfound insight, Luna embarked on a project to collect and share stories from individuals in Seoul. She sought out locals, immigrants, and travelers alike, listening to their personal narratives and experiences. These stories ranged from tales of triumph and resilience to accounts of cultural traditions and the bonds forged through shared humanity.

Every person has his or her own purpose in life. That each of us has a specific reason why we were born. There are moments when life would make it hard for us to understand our purpose. And there are also times when everything may seem to be working in our favor. The bottom line is we all have our own stories to tell. And it’s up to us if we want it to end as a happy story, a sad story, or a tragedy. Because we are the only ones who have the power to decide on how our story goes.

“She’s the last person on my mind when I sleep and my first thought when I wake up. I miss her when I eat, study, sleep. I feel like crying loudly when I go into your bedroom and I see her empty space.” “Honey, but I’m trying my best to fulfill all your requirements. You know you’re my eldest daughter and I love you more than anyone” My dads eyes filled with tears as he spoke to me. “This huge mansion full of furniture and a 100 servants is still empty without mom. These fancy dresses and money can’t replace my mother.” I cried. “There’s no one to look after Anna and Zac. Anna is just 15 and Zac is 10. They need a mother. I totally agree that you’re trying your best and you love me the most

he teased. The smile on Emily’s face faded slightly. “He has his own story, and I have mine.” The shop owner sighed in disappointment. “Ah, it seems your stories didn’t cross paths.” As Emily reached for some eggs, she shrugged. “We’re strangers, after all. Not everything is meant to connect. These days, everyone’s too busy—busy with work, with family. All stories end up the same. There’s no excitement to it. By the way, do you happen to sell millet?”

Everyone was back where their hearts belonged, and we couldn't wait to hear their story and what they were up to in the past ten years. THE END . . . Thank you so much for reading and pardoning my grammar because English isn't my first language. also do check out my other stories and don't forget to follow me. Love you all and take care.