روايات وقصص ضمن I M Not That Kind Of Talent

I stepped back and leaned against the wall beside it. “I don’t think I’m good at anything,” I said quietly. Blair turned to me, frowning. “What do you mean?” “I mean, I’m not good at sports. I don’t sing. I don’t paint or draw or dance. I’m not even sure what I’m passionate about. I’ve always just been… me. Ordinary.” Blair’s face twisted. “Jacqueline, no.” I looked down at my hands. “You’re smart. You’re beautiful. You have this kind of quiet strength that people don’t see until they really look. If you were ordinary, Ezra Philips wouldn’t have looked at you twice.”

Ugly? He never commented on my body, not even once so maybe I was overthinking. Maybe! Then he spoke, each word dipped in mockery. “The talent of earning yourself a hard day so effortlessly. Raw, unpolished talent.” The tiny fantasy I had of having one peaceful workday was ripped apart just like the shattered cup on the floor. He turned away, giving me a sideways look that said get out, even though his mouth didn’t bother forming the words. I exhaled, a defeated sigh escaping me as my arms fell to my sides, the empty tray hanging uselessly from my fingers.

Then again, appearances have always been deceiving. “You know,” I said, meeting his gaze, “I’ve always seen you as someone talented. Someone driven by passion.” Whether he believed me or not was his choice. “You’re young. You’re free. And don’t worry, if you think I’m about to lecture you like a nagging mother…” I let the words hang, my voice steady, deliberate. “I’m not going to do that.”

My heart was shattered. "Why is it me who is like this?" "Why do I have no talent?" "Why can I not speak properly to my relatives?" "Why is my younger sister better than me?" "Why am I a shame to my parents?" "Am I so bad that not only other people and Charlie but my parents also think I am not beautiful?" "Why am I not beautiful?" "Am I just a burden in this world?" "Is it because I am not beautiful and even do not have talents, I did not have friends before?"

Alex looked at Matthew. “A-Alex, you’re being rude.” Tina said. “It’s fine. I understand what he’s saying. Hard work can only get you so far if you don’t have talent. People with talent don’t need to train as hard. Strong people are the ones that have both talent and perseverance. Take me for example. Being a descendant of a Dragon Emperor, I am born to have power above most people. With hard work and training, I could reach even taller heights.” “Right, what I mean to say is, just do your own thing. We could never be equal to what you can be, Matthew. If your potential is like Raisya’s, then there’s still a long road ahead of you.”

“I wonder who’s so powerful, even better than the test tower! It’d be great if I can get tested too!” Iris was eating and talking, looking distracted. However, when Philip heard what Iris said, he said softly, “Do you really think that you can also become a star talent practitioner if someone tested you?” Iris froze at Philip’s words. This remark made Iris realize that even if someone tested her, it would be useless if she did not have talent. Iris snorted as she glared at Philip and said, “Anyway, I don’t need your help. Why are you bothered?”

My parents and older siblings, however, have not. But that’s ok because I embrace it now. Being a disappointment is my superpower and I wear it proudly, like a bright red cape around my neck. “Do you think mom knows?” he asks, dropping the ornate invitation that has sealed my fate. It’s ironic how pretty and fragile it looks for an invitation to death for people like me. And by that I mean, the ‘not physically capable’. And I swear it’s not from lack of trying. It’s completely and totally from lack of capability. I have brains. That’s what I got out of everything. I’m fit enough and I can run circles around people, but put me in front of another person who wants to kill me and I clam up.

she smiled sweetly. Kana didn't know that this night is actually a talent show. This Era sucks, giving the fact that his newly found enemies wanted to distort his beautiful face and now they wanted him to be a laughing stock because they already know that he doesn't have any talent on him. But, they are wrong.

I nееd a lіttlе bіt оf luсk tо соmе mу wау. “It wіll, truѕt me, аnуоnе wіth thе talent уоu hаvе will nоt gо to wаѕtе. Your tіmе will соmе and I wіll bе a proud member of the аudіеnсе wаtсhіng уоu strut уоur stuff on ѕtаgе.” “Dо уоu rеаllу thіnk ѕо, Iz?” hе asked almost hesitantly.

He continued "And if I can't find any, she will end up exerting the gift unknowingly" "Kai, this is bullshit. She's a human, same as me and every one of our family. Just cut the crap!" "Yes, she's human. The gift in her is just a rare one just like the talent of singing, dancing and the sorts." "She doesn't need the goddamned talent, get it out of her!" "May I ask you a question?" "Yes?" "What talent do you think you have?" "Dancing?" "Impressive. So...can you get it out of you?"