Novel & Cerita I'll Be Seeing You The Notebook

There was a picture of her and her mom when she was very little, a picture of her on her birthday when she was eight, a picture of her first day in high school with Bridget, a picture of her hold the trophy when her cheerleading squad, Sultan flower, won their first championship, pictures of her, Drake, her father and her paternal grandparent when she had traveled to Nigeria, Akwaibom state to be precise for Christmas and the last but not the least, in the last page of the album, were letters from her secret Admirers. She had saved it inside her album since high school according to how she got them, from the first to the last one. And on the last page was the ticket she got from him to the F

“Every trace.” 😱 “The world forgot she ever existed.” ⸻ 🌙 The Notebook Without warning— One notebook fell from a shelf. 📖 Landing at Ilyaan’s feet. Its cover contained only one word. ✨ LYRA ✨ 😱 Aariz looked horrified. “That notebook shouldn’t exist.” 💀 Slowly… Ilyaan opened it. The pages were blank. Completely blank. 🌙 Then words started appearing by themselves. As if someone invisible was writing.

October holds the compound in its amber gold quality, the trees changing, the air sharpening, the specific beautiful quality of things at the end of one thing preparing for the next. My phone buzzes. Sera. A message, she arrives Thursday, as arranged, but she is sending this now, Monday morning, from wherever she is. The message is a photograph. A dark red notebook, her notebook open to a page. On the page, in her handwriting, a list. Not questions, not topics. Names.

"I love you, Shyne. I love everything about you, and I don't care if all I have for tonight is your hair on my brush. This is enough for me to have a memory of you, my love. Weird as it may be for you, I know that we are destined to be together forever." As I stood up, Rian led me out of his room. However, as I was about to head out, I saw Rian's slightly opened drawer with a notebook in it. The notebook had the words "Mine" written outside. I had a sudden cold feeling that the notebook was about me.

What’s coming? When I went to the table, I saw that there was only a black notebook made of some kind of leather, a cell phone and an electronic clock on the table. After the sound, I turned my attention back to this notebook, I remembered correctly this notebook in the original owner's memory, then the original owner seems to go to the Green Mist Forest just because of few unknown tips, I still confused about it, why so simple to believe in the contents of the notebook, butI changed my mind suddenly, if not because he believed in everything in this notebook, I may not cross to This world, just when I want to open this notebook, suddenly the notebook is slowly turning the pages, but there is

I also signed next to the other's signatures along with a simple note. I really hope this notebook gets back to her. Cassiopeia.

Amanda thought aloud. “I did.” Bridget voiced. “I didn’t write the previous letters. That person still remains unknown because of me.” “What do you mean?” Amanda ask, confused "What did you do?" “We wanted you to witness the kind of guy Jake was so, we planted the note in your locker. But when I opened your locker, there was already an envelope from your secret admirer. I took it and gave it to Elena.” "What?" Amanda yelled Elena brought out the envelope from her purse and gave it to Amanda. It was a ticket to see the Opera at the Forever Theatre. With a note that says;

When he saw Lyra standing beside him at the marking ceremony three days later, I am sure he would be overjoyed. The memory of him shielding me from the avalanche pressed down on my chest, leaving it sore and tight. Kael, you once gave your life to save mine. This time, I would give you Lyra.

I'm happily digging into a hot dog by the roadside when, sure enough, I spot my girlfriend, Jennifer York, in Felix Kenner's latest post. The caption reads, "You make the best medicine." After being stood up by Jennifer so many times, I've long since stopped caring. If anything. I'm starting to think I should break up with her as soon as possible and let the two of them be together.

"CLICK!!!! A bright light blinded my eyes for a few seconds, and my vision cleared; I saw a girl standing three feet away from me, holding her phone. She's wearing this oversized shirt, double the right size for her body, baggy pants, and a Converse. She tied her golden brown hair in messy buns above her head. I blink my eyes once, thrice, before everything that happened sinks into my mind. I quickly stood up, and My chair created a loud sound when it scratched on the floor.