I Am The Real One Mga Nobela at Kwento

“what are you gonna do? Mom? What exactly? Freeze my account? Kidnap me? Ground me? I'm grown now. I'm no longer that puppet you used to have. You should know that” He said as he turned and headed for the door walking past his mother as tears were building up in his eyes. “Come back here! , you won't walk out on me!” She said this time, even louder as she turned to Mark, still having his back turned at his mother. Mark paused and faced his mother this time. “Enough mom, enough! I believe we were given one life by God so we could be the author of it and responsible for whatever outcome your decision gives. I'm done living as a pet, like a puppet you can manipulate to whatever acts it is that

The photograph was the same young woman. My grandmother. The real Garcia. The live comments erupted. “So THAT is the real Garcia? Then who’s the woman next to him?” “The letters say it plainly. And he just said he ‘rejected’ her. Lying without batting an eye.” “So the real Garcia was abandoned in the rural West. Who is this fake Garcia? This is insane.” Daniel Harrington’s lips pressed into a thin line. He gripped the table. His fingertips were white. A bead of sweat ran down his forehead.

I replied her with an innocent smile while I held on to the withering tree that was by me, Alexia's face became unpleasant, she clenched her fingers into a fist as she glared at me, and I knew just why, Alexia is the older of the two of us, though we are twins, let me just say…she was the one that came out of mommy's tummy first, And she hated to be called big sis, especially in front of Melvin because it makes her seem old, but believe me, I really don't know how that makes sense, especially seeing as she is just sixteen and Melvin our most common love interest is eighteen,

Strangely it made her head calm a bit and the voices were gradually dissapearing then she twisted her face for a frown as if realizing something. "He doesn't deserve me, he is nothing but an empty vessel. How did I end up falling for such a cruel being." She thought within herself. In just fleeting seconds she had realized he wasn't worth her tears and attention, flaunting his new girlfriend before her, could be his attempt at spiting her for not begging at his feet to take her back, after he had dumped her when she confronted him for cheating on her with Bailey. While she made resolutions in her head, she got distracted by the drunken footsteps of Bryan, one of the campers and across the st

And I want everyone to be proud of me too! I want to find The real ME!

"Yes, simulation. So, what's uncle's nephew extremely useless son Key? Can he not take good care of you? Aish, at this rate he can't take good care of you. Don't want to marry him later. Follow uncle—all of you!” Hamdan just chuckled at me, then immediately followed uncle. I looked at Aldo who was scratching his head, a little nervous. I just sighed, ignoring that statement earlier. I looked at Damian who just passed me instead of following uncle. But Damian instead returned to the figure referred to by uncle. Aldo and I who were still on the roof looked at each other, I decided to approach him first. "What's wrong boss?" I looked at Damian who seemed to be thinking, I don't want to judge or

She asked, "Who are you?" The man's voice was as cold and clear as ice and jade: "Red Stone Pack, Jayce." "Jayce?" Felicia repeated the name, feeling somewhat familiar. In front of her, Jayce frowned slightly. He had a different identity; most people called him the esteemed Alpha male. In contrast, his real name had only been called briefly. The woman before him wore a purple robe on the gray path leading to the royal palace, accentuating a sense of casualness as if blending into the flow. Felicia didn't know how long she had been kneeling here, and the drizzle gradually subsided. The tiny droplets fell, decorating the purple attire and the black hair like transparent pearls, delicate and fr

•••SETH••• I walked out of my room on getting a text from Darren to meet at the living room, I can't help but to think about her, I know it's only a few days but her peaceful figure. No one knows about her yet because she saw my identity, no one is supposed to know our real identity it's how we've been together from the start. I'm supposed to kill her but I didn't. I went to the living room to see, Erwin, Haven and Darren, Haven is the eldest but I'm the leader, Darren is the brains and as for Erwin he's insane you'll find out why I said that and we all consider ourselves as brothers.

he asks out of breath. "What? Isn't this what you wanted? The fake breakup? Tell me, was anything real? Was everything fake this whole time?" I ramble, my voice shaking with emotion. I feel so stupid, so broken and pissed off. I swore I would never act like someone I wasn't and here I am dressing up like a damn Barbie acting like I have my shit together when I don't. I'm a cussing, wild, mess and I love it. I love who I am. "You know it wasn't." He narrows his brows. I stop, looking at him. He sounds serious, and looks it but how do I know for sure? What parts of him and I are real and fake?

she replied. "He can be really sweet and down to earth, but he has strong detest for violations, people often say it's better to jump off a high cliff than breaking any of his rules." "Who is he? What does he look like?" Kim asked impatiently feeling cold shiver wash over her body. "His name is London Malik, the finest man on earth, you'll see him at the orientation," she replied. Kim suddenly went mute, staring into space. From what she just heard, it will be a death sentence breaking any of the rules, but with the complications of her situation, she knew she'd be breaking one in no time.