Headphones Stories Novels & Stories

’ Anderson thought and unconsciously patted his bag. Next, after the setting was provided, he would tell his stories, but he needed to survive. That part was difficult to understand. Did it mean he would be stopped from telling the story? Would he be hunted down? He tried hard to not think about the guns in his duffle bag so as to not give them away. He had to be ready for anything.

he inquired, and I found myself shaking my head. I didn’t hear my stepdad calling out to me, and in fact, the volume of my headphones was so loud that it made me disassociate from everything around me. Speaking of the headphones, as I lowered my gaze toward my stepdad’s hand, I could hear the soundtrack of what I had been listening to. The sound was faint but still audible enough for anyone to recognize. “Edward, can you please give me my headphones?” I inquired, still maintaining my gaze on them in his grip as I slowly reached out.

I don't know what I hate more. Reading for a test, or writing the actual test. I'm in my dorm room, earphones in, trying my very best to concentrate. They say writing down what you've read helps memory retention, but the only thing I've written down is the name of a Matheos child that starts with A. The door flies open, and my shoulders stiffen a little. Ander has become very unpredictable these days. To my relief, it's just plain old Jesse. I remove my earphones,dropping them on the table. The music I was listening to wasn't even all that.

Ken happily said in return. They both clinked their mugs and afterwards, they enjoyed their food and beer... ============================= The next day... "Don't you dare come in!" "But why? Are you hiding a woman inside your room?" Cherish groaned inwardly as she heard those voices outside. They were talking so loud that her head starts to throb in pain. She decided to finally wake up, and she did a double take when she noticed something strange in the room. She's definitely not in her hotel room!

Was she lying to me? I heaved a sigh and decided to rise up. I opened my bag and picked my headphone. I stared at it for seconds. Am I still gonna use you? I have thought that I should never use you because as days went by, I slowly get to love reality. I get to listen to my surroundings and be aware of them. I finally found some friends. And I wanna cherish them. "I will never forget you, my headphone. You will always be a part of me. And I am a part of you indefinitely." I talked to my headphone as if it could listen to everything I say.

The school is noisy and the girls are talking and squealing as they talk. This is one of those days that Craig wished he wouldn't forget his headphones but yet here he is- trying to calm himself. His headphones were forgotten, he lost his earphones and his airbuds were taken by Pim. The only option he's left with is covering his ears which did not help either. And to make things worse, here comes the top one of his most hated person.

CHAPTER THIRTY NINE: //Chandra Margaret// "That's it!" I was startled with Seah's loud voice. Gosh! I was so engrossed with her story and now she cutting it! She was about to stand up but I push her down by her shoulder and glare. "You can't leave this area unless you finish you story." Heather and Heaven laugh. "What a gossip girl you are! Why do you keep on listening intently at our stories?" Heather ask with humor.

I wrote this down in my notepad . I quickly got up and turned my head hearing voices behind me . " Did you think you could run , I love to play hide and seek . Would you like to see what I do to them after finding them ? I punish them just like I'm about to do ." He spat out . Please leave me I'm begging you just kill me , death would be better than a life like this . " SHUT UP " He shouted . "Guys lock her up ." He said to his subordinate ." No, please leave me , don't do this , I'm begging you , leave me ! " I shouted with all my might but to blocked ears . I'll never be strong please leave me. I shouted as I exited the room . How I wish I could have amnesia. That way I would be able to e

Screaming I closed the door to my room. I waited there in silence. Crying and trembling. What if mommy dies? ”Mommy?!” I whispered from under my covers when somebody entered my room. The smoke made it hard to breathe and the screams of different creatures were so loud like they were next to me. Mommy always told me that, good girls don’t cry. But I couldn’t stop the tears. I want my mommy. I uncovered my face and there was a male. Showing his sharp teeth he approached my bed with a sword in his hands, raising it over my head. But something came out of his chest. A sword. And when he fell I saw mommy. She ran over to me. Soothing my panicked state.

“You’ve come a long way from the boy who wouldn’t even raise his hand in class.” Ryan met his eyes. “Yeah. But that boy didn’t have you two.” That night, Ryan sat at his desk with his laptop open, fingers poised above the keyboard. A blank document stared back at him. He began to write not a speech this time, not a private diary. A story. His story. Because if Adrien thought he could silence him with fear, he was about to learn that some voices don’t stay quiet forever. Not this time. Not Ryan’s.