Novel & Cerita Finish What You Start

“See you at practice?” Sloane blinked. “Yeah. Sure.” He gave a small, easy smile, the kind that didn’t quite reach his eyes this time, and then he was gone. She stared after him, her pulse still annoyingly fast. By the time afternoon practice rolled around, Sloane had officially gone insane. Six hours. Six hours of replaying that stupid conversation in calculus — I get it, his voice echoing in her head like an unfinished sentence. What did that even mean? Did he actually get it?

“Because incomplete systems try to resolve themselves.” Silence. Then— “…You’re saying it’s trying to finish.” “Yes.” “And if it does.” I don’t answer. Because I don’t need to. Matteo already knows. “…That’s bad.” “Yes.” Aidan steps forward. “Then we don’t stop it,” he says. I look at him. “What.” “We complete it.” Silence. Then— “No,” Matteo says immediately. “No, that sounds like a terrible idea.” “If it’s incomplete, it will keep trying to resolve,” Aidan continues.

Sighing, he ended "I won't go further than that because I believe you know the rest. The truth is tough but we have no choice. Let go of everything, Stephanie." "Embrace your mistakes, even if your beginning was bad you can still start from the middle and make a great ending."

hard. “Then we end it,” he said. The words sharp. Immediate. Because that was the only answer. the only option. the thing tilted. not its form. its presence. “You cannot end what is not finished,” it said. The meaning hit. hard. because that meant this wasn’t complete. this wasn’t whole. this was still becoming. and that was worse. because something unfinished could change. could grow. could become something else. “What happens if we don’t stop it?” I asked. the question quietly. because I needed to know. needed to understand what we were facing. the answer came instantly.

Asih reminded. "Alright," Sinta replied. Sinta, who had just received a call from Asih, hurriedly woke up her roommates who were in the same room. The household was running as usual, but this time they were packing all the food into lunch boxes. Normally, the house was filled with Asih's voice, but now Sinta's voice took over. Though not as experienced as Asih, Sinta did her best to complete the tasks at hand. She faced some difficulties and made a few mistakes while preparing Aiden's provisions, but in the end, everything was done properly.

And you learned that the hard way! 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ ¶You can't go back and Change the beggining, But you can start Where you are and Change the ending.¶ - C.S. Lewis

“But, what if, if I didn’t...What if...” “You wouldn’t have, Fiere. You came this far, you’d let me have you.” He said solemnly. “I know you Girl. You never stop halfway. You have to finish all you begin. See it through and know the result or you obsess. For days.” He drawled. “And days. And days. And days... Like you did about shooting arrows from horseback. For days...” He emphasized. “You’re point?” I said impatiently. Seeing him merely mocking me again.

"Yes Mom, I promise" "Did you win the fight though?" she asks. "No mom. He was too strong for me so I called my friends to help me beat him up." "Mason, don't start a fight you are not sure of winning. Don't get people to finish what you started, finish it yourself whatever the results will be. You can't grow by depending on others. Do you hear me?" "Yes Mom." "Good. Next time you start a fight make sure you win it." "I will mom"

He really seemed like he wanted to know me, "Well, I was a consistent honor student back in the day." Hugo nods at me. "I love reading books but I intentionally don't finish them half way through because I don't want the story to end in my head." I added. “It might sound weird for you.” Hugo grins and answers, "I've never met a person like that." I chuckle softly under my throat, "A person who doesn't finish a book because she doesn't want her own imagination to end?" I asked while smiling at him. Hugo nods, “Readers read to finish a story. You’re something.”