I Don't Want Peace I Want Problems Always Original Novels & Stories

“What do you want, Sirella? While you’re here in my house, is there anything you need? Anything you wish for?” I was silent. I wanted to go home in the woods and spend it with Kieran. But how would I tell him that? I had to rephrase it another way. “I just want peace.” I managed to say. "Peace?" I nodded. “Yes. I don’t want the fights and the wars.” He nodded, slowly. “I can give you that as well. You are under my roof. I can provide you with the peace you need. No one would dare.”

I think I never gonna have peaceful life for this eternity. To be continued.

The next morning, Britney was glaring at me murderously while we were having breakfast like she wanted to kill me at that very moment. I blinked as I looked away. I do not want to have any misunderstanding with her. I hate when a person hates me. I do not like the feeling of it. It makes me feel like a horrible person. That is why I always try to be open minded and trying my best to understand people even though they are not making any sense at all. I do believe that peace is the most important thing in the people. A peace in your heart is also a peace in the world.

“I really wish I didn't care, just like you don't care,” I said. “Are my grades at school terrible? Fuck them; I don't care. Who cares about social life or social issues? I want everyone to explode. I'm going to continue here in my room playing my shooting and death games until I feel accomplished. Wow, who else dreams of putting a bullet in their stepfather's head? Do you think I'm weirdo? So, fuck you all, I don’t care!”

I adjusted my clothes and quietly said, “Chris, I’m so tired.” A few days ago, the doctor had told him to make peace with it and just be with me in my final days. Chris threw a fit. He insisted on transferring me to another hospital and demanded to find the best doctors to treat me. All the chaos gave me a headache. I asked him, “Do you really want me to suffer?” He froze, then weakly said no. He said he just wanted me to be comfortable, to be happy, and to give him another chance.

You two haven't gone hungry, so what is there to be dissatisfied about? "It's not like the construction site is unlivable. Why do you insist on wasting money on a house? Plenty of people out there have to sleep on the streets!" I looked down at my dirt-caked fingernails, which looked so ugly next to Abigail's perfect, glossy manicure. For as long as I could remember, I had lived in a corrugated tin shack that was freezing in the winter and scorching in the summer. The roaring noise outside never stopped, which had severely damaged my hearing.

Look where that has gotten me. I always wanted excitement, and I got the worst kind. Now, all I want is for life to be peaceful again. Will it ever be? I don't know what peace is anymore. I don't know what it's like to lie my head on a pillow and rest easily, without any worries or any fears. I think I have to admit that nothing will ever be the same again; it's less painful that way. Still, I've never given up on my dreams. I still have hope that this will all change, and I'll have peace again.

“Not anymore.” “There can be,” he insisted. “I will do anything.” I laughed weakly through my tears. “Anything?” “Yes,” he said without hesitation. “Anything that comes to mind.” “Words are easy,” I said bitterly. “You said things before too.” “Then give me something real,” he begged. “Tell me what you want.” I hesitated, my chest aching. “I want peace,” I said finally. “I want my son safe. I want a life without screaming and blood and chains.”

And I did not want any trouble, I did not want an instance where she would not be happy with me or an instance where she would be facing a lot of problems. I am a man of peace and I want nothing but peace and love, that is why I'm sending out to you now and I am never going to hide it from you, I love her and I would love to be with her for the rest of my life, I would never want to be in any way the cause of her problems, I did not want any harm to before her neither do I want any problem to come her way, after all, no one would ever want his or her love to be in trouble.

Zoe fumed. "I know money can’t buy buy buy your love I guess I didn’t try try hard enough But we can work this like a 9-5 Mama told me stop play play all the games Steady throwing dollars expecting change But every war ends the same Can we just make love not war Can we just make love not war I solve my problems with a check Now I’m paying for it You wanted nothing Nothing but love I can’t lie imma mess I’m too jealous, yes It’s so hard to trust you