Hey Put On A Happy Face Novels & Stories

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he said as he forced himself to be happy. "Jeez. Don't force yourself to be happy, you look horrible in that kind of facial expression!" she complains at him. He turns his back at her, "wait! Where are you going?" she asked, he paused and replied, "I'm going to the company right now."

Plaguing her thoughts and denting her joy at having him. Wipe that annoying, friendly prettiness off her stupid face.

“You're having a permanent frown just like him." “No!" I'm quick to deny it. “I drifted off. Maybe that's why. “Vee, you have a default smiley face and now you're like this? He's rubbing off on you." I might refuse to admit it but right now, having a straight face or frowning seems much more easier than smiling.

"You look very handsome today. Has your mom seen you yet?" Ron tilted his head back to look up at me. "Yes, and she started crying." I chuckled and smoothed his hair back. "Because she's happy." Ron tilted his head to the side and frowned. "Shouldn't mommy smile if she's happy?" I crouched so I was at eye level with him. "Sometimes when people are really happy, the only way they can express that is if they cry." Ron nodded. "You do look very handsome," I added, pausing to adjust the bow tie around his neck. "Do you remember what you're supposed to do today?"

As I scrolled downward, I realized in all his youth pictures, he wore a big smile on his face, something I had never seen on him. His eyes sparkled with delight, shining like two stars in the midnight sky. His mouth was contorted in a wide, genuine grin that stretched from ear to ear. His teeth gleamed bright white, surrounded by rosy lips that were pulled slightly wider at either end. His cheeks were crinkled with delight, and his eyebrows were raised in a playful expression. It was as if he had just heard the world's funniest joke and couldn't contain his joy. Every aspect of his face radiated pure happiness, making me Wonder how he turned so cold looking.

I turned back to look at them again and again as I walked away. For a brief moment, it felt as if I could see the Wendy of my past life standing among the crowd, waving at me. Her lips moved, as though she were saying something. "This time, make sure you find true happiness!" I nodded silently to myself. I knew I would.

Her face was lit with happiness and she smiled when she saw but & guess what? . I am having a hard time controlling myself. . . #TBC

Grinned like a fox that had just caught a rabbit. The key to feigning your confidence was to take up more space than you needed. Dominant the room with a glaring smile. All the while I wanted to throw up on their Persian rug. Rip the happy family photos from the walls that they still had up. Tell them all to go fuck themselves and never bother me again. Until I looked at the photo of Harland on his 18th birthday. The broad smile. His hair blown in every direction. We were happy, even if it was just the two of us. After all of this was done, we would still be happy and they would still be alone.

“Cole, honey, what's wrong?” He shook his head. “Nervous?” “Well… a little, meeting new friends is fun but I'm sad.” “Why?” I said adjusting his collar. “Don't be so sad, okay, your new friends would love to meet and you don't want them seeing a sad face do you?” He shook his head. “Good, now let's put on a bright smile…” “And go conquer the world!” They shouted in unison, lifting their little hands in triumph. “That's right!”