I've Got Sunshine In My Pocket Novels & Stories

I frown, but gently move Jaxon onto Parker’s lap and stand. I step into the beam of sunlight that shines brightly through the window. The moment it touches my skin, something inside me… shifts. Not violently or intensely. It’s more like a gentle realignment. I inhale deeply, the breath filling my lungs without effort. Leo watches me carefully. “Ronnie said sunlight might help.” “It does,” I whisper. “It feels… easier.” Parker lets out a weak laugh. “Great, my mate runs on solar power.” Leo grins. “Better than running on your battery.”

Duh.. Duh.. *knock* *can I come in?* *door opens* . . . SURPRISE *squealing* _______*******_______ 🎶 My happiest moments weren't complete if you weren't by my side (you weren't by my side) You're my relation in connection to the sun (connection to the sun) With you next to me there's no darkness I can't overcome (I can't overcome) You are my raindrops, I am the seed (I am the seed) 🎶

I guess I'm not alone after all. As my mind drifts off again, and the edges of a new dream flitters into my mind, I hear the gentle notes of an old familiar tune, sung in a deep, smooth tenor. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...You make me happy, when skies are gray." "How nice," I think as my eyes grow heavy. This is a nice dream. "Atlas. I never knew you could sing. Why didn't you tell me you had such a beautiful singing voice? Why didn't you ever sing for me."

ADA You know, today is a good day. A truly good one, I must say. As I slowly opened my eyes, the vibrant rays of the morning sun seeped through the narrow gaps in my curtains, cascading onto my face like a tender embrace. The warmth filled me with an indescribable sense of joy and contentment. Standing in front of the mirror, toothbrush in hand, I couldn't help but laugh at the wide, whimsical grin that reflected back at me.

- your Sunny } I traced the words with my fingertip, a slow smile spreading across my face despite the exhaustion pulling at me. For the first time in years, I felt something like hope cracking open in my chest, fragile and terrifying, but undeniably real. Maybe nineteen wouldn't be just another number after all.

I was planning for survival — not living. “Don’t forget sunscreen. And underwear,” Jenny added with a wink. I gave her a small smile. It was the closest I’d felt to lightness in weeks. With a final breath, I zipped the suitcase closed. But before I could drag it off the bed, I glanced over at my nightstand — at the small, leather-bound sketchbook sitting there like a quiet question. I picked it up. Held it in both hands. And slipped it into the front pocket of the bag, a determined look resting on my face.

He scratched his hair, got up, and dialed a number on his phone. In the kitchen, Olivia was feeling nice just looking at the water. She never felt something like this before. Her mother always makes her ginger tea to relieve the period cramp. But why is it felt so good today? And for an unknown reason, she desired to listen to some music, so lowering the knife which she held for cutting vegetables promptly opened her playlist on the phone and play a romantic song.

Coming down a sunny day Yesterday and days before Sun is cold and rain is hot I know Midnight pay for all my time Yet forever long ago Through the circle fast and slow I know It can stop, I wonder I wanna know Have you ever seen the rain? I wanna know Have you ever seen the rain? Coming down a sunny day I wanna know Have you ever seen the rain? I wanna know Have you ever seen the rain? Coming down a sunny day I wanna know Have you ever seen the rain? I wanna know Have you ever seen the rain?

The prince scrolled his phone and tapped Marie’s new composition song. “Am I In Love?” One stormy day, the clouds are heavy, Raindrops fall so tears flow when pain comes, The meadow is nowhere to see here, Somewhere there is a bright sun hidden from view. Then, a treasure comes as robins fly, Golds, diamonds, glittering sunshine, Heart beats faster as his hands greet gently, Cheeks are red, thoughts fly, and an anxious abound. Chorus: The gloomy day suddenly lights up brightly, Dancing in the rain confidently,

Orange studded with yellow, the sun that gives color to life like my life now. ***