I Can Do It Book Novels & Stories

I'm sure they're supposed to be words, but they're peculiarly stacked together in such a way that only the writer can decipher them. I flip the pages, which I'm surprised are empty at all, given how used the book feels and looks. Closing the book, I open it again to a random page. But there's nothing random about this page. It has been visited multiple times, even recently. I'm sure my sight serves me correctly. Angie's Must-Do List— Steps To Freedom. The title reads, and then there's a bunch of things. * Drink Alcohol * Try a cigarette * Have my first kiss

It contained a single candid photo of a woman in a white dress pulling a suitcase through the airport Along with it was a short note: "Do you know her? Her name is Kaylee White. She’s Keith Walton’s first love." "Keith never treated Kaylee the way he treated other women. She’s back now…" "Do you really think you can hold on to him?" … Honestly, this kind of childish provocation felt like something straight out of an elementary school playground. It wasn’t even worth a second of my time.

He was still so full of himself. "No. I mean, just hurry up and get here. It's hard to explain." Moments later, the door to the waiting room was flung open. Gilbert stormed in furiously. "Well, Jennifer, who's this random guy you found to help you put on this little act?" Before he could finish, a deep, husky voice cut him off. There was a calm but commanding chill to the voice. "Gilbert, what are you doing?" Gilbert froze and slowly turned his head.

As for spoiled, arrogant brats like her, I'd only seen them on television. I didn't want to waste my breath on her. I reached out to press the intercom button on the wall. "Someone's causing trouble here. Please send help as soon as possible." Ruth's face fell as she glared daggers at me. "How shameless of you. Looks like you're just stubborn to the core!" She barked at the burly men behind her. "Beat her to a pulp! Teach her a lesson!" I had learned self-defense, but my wedding dress made it hard to move. It didn't take long before one of them yanked my hair and slammed me to the ground. Pain shot through my back—I could've sworn something dislocated.

I chuckled, she must be hungry and I don't have the heart to wake her up unless she wakes up herself. I picked up the book I was reading. It's a motivational book titled 'FINDING MYSELF'. After the birth of my child, I was so down that I thought I had everything under control. I almost lost myself in the whole thing. I was glad I have Martha and Bella who helped me out through the whole process.

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Klyde inhaled a lungful of air once again, gathering the courage to face the very reason of his sleepless nights. It’s fine, Klyde. Everything is fine, he tried telling himself as he closed his eyes to inhale some more, steadying himself. That was already two weeks ago, okay? I bet he forgot about it already. You’re a grown ass man, no need to beat yourself up over some kiss like a virgin. But I am a virgin—no, no! That’s not important right now. He wants to strangle his self for his train of thoughts right now, but eventually, he calmed down. He put his game face on as he grabbed the handle of his office door. No big deal, Klyde. You can do this.

I replied honestly atleast as per my brain. “What?” she asked totally shocked. “Yeah! It got triggered way back but now it is continuing slowly.” I replied. “When did it started?” she asked again. “When I heard those words “I do” from his mouth for Divya. I know you will say and I also know that it is just a plan and it is a rehearsal but my heart didn’t know that at that time and they already started a small fire and which is becoming vast at present by each passing day.” I replied closing my eyes.

Twice in a week I get to work and direct the miners on what to do, tomorrow is one of those days I get to do that, so enough rest is needed in order to be energized to do so. After having my bath and had dinner, I relaxed on my comfy couch in my living room with my iPad pro in hand. I search through my P*F files to pick one of the inspirational books I'd downloaded few days ago. Then my mind wanders off to Antonio words: "Is not really the matter of being a softy dumbass. I just find the story similar to what happened to you. I'm dead serious! You've got to read this book, perhaps after reading you can tell me if I was wrong or right".

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