Novel & Cerita Im #1 So Why Try Harder

Nonexistent. “I". I started, then stopped. My mother’s voice slithered through my mind again: You’ll never be enough. No. Not today. I sat up straighten my dress, I had my shoulder high and forced my voice steady. “I’m here because I know what it’s like to be underestimated. To be told I’m weak, useless, invisible. But that’s why I fight harder. Because people like me don’t have safety nets. We can’t afford to fail. We learn fast, we adapt faster, and we survive what others can’t. For us it's either we win or we win"

Harder! harder! You don't win your enemies with weak fist, you have to train yourself on how to overcome your enemies with your fist,we all are going to the first biggest battle of our lives and we haven't gone to this kind of battle against a very prominent pack like the blue moon pack, this pack is not just any pack, so our victory and failure is only in our hands is left for us to decide to be winners or losers,we all should give our best in this, we will conquer, because if we don't,our lives, our packs, our families all of them will perish,and I know that none of us want that,we all can conquer if we give it our best, train harder…

‘I’ have always been the problem. They said hard work would never let you down, but it let me down more than I could ever count. Every single day, no matter how hard I try, I keep getting worse as if there was this invisible force stopping me from getting better. I keep turning into this ugly version of myself.

The more I try to be strong, the more I try not to pass out or just give up. Maybe just for a few seconds- Just a little bit of rest and I might be better.

I said, being thrown off guard by their observation. "What's it?" "Sebestian didn't like my copy." I finally told them what was bothering me so much. I have this habit of proving myself and being better at it every time I move a step higher on the ladder. It might not be the best of traits but I couldn't help myself. It's ingrained in my head and even if I try not to be so hard on myself, it just... happens. "Like he - he literally told me and I quote, 'Impress me like you would to your haters and enemies. Which is by not trying too hard.' I mean... what?" I sighed again and ate my food with a forlorn expression.

I try to get ready as quickly as I possibly can. Finally, well this will have to do. As I look in the mirror and brush my hair, I remember what my mom said, keep believing in yourself. She’s right, but I need to start creating new experiences to believe that I am capable of doing something. Trying is the key to success. I can’t give up!

I'm not naturally academically gifted. No matter how hard I push myself—staying up until three in the morning only to drag myself out of bed at six—I can barely keep my grades somewhere in the middle of the class. For most of my school life, no one pays much attention to me. That changes three months before the college entrance exam. One day, my homeroom teacher, Victoria Bennett, calls class president Ethan Sterling and me into her office without warning. She looks at me sternly, asking, "Did you cheat off Ethan during this month's exam?" I shake my head. "No." Victoria turns to Ethan. "What do you have to say?" Ethan quietly chuckles. "I was focused on my own test, so I didn't re

I'm always protected, located far away from all the adventure Carly got to do along with my Aunt Madonna as her backup. A new rise of hope is building within me. I can do this, I can do this. I can do this. There's no other way but to do this. I chant to myself that I am left with no choice but to not go down without a fight. All I need is one good shot in one of his vital area.

"My name is Maria." My voice trembled. I stopped. Then tried again. "My name is Maria." Stronger. "I don't owe anyone an apology for being here." I stared at myself. My heart was pounding. But I didn't look away. "I don't have to make everyone like me." Another breath. "I just have to be myself." The room remained silent. But something inside me shifted. I wasn't suddenly fearless. I wasn't suddenly powerful. I was simply... trying. And perhaps trying was enough for today.

You could see Miana’s energy goes back to normal as she works professionally. My problems can’t get the best of me. I’m stronger than I was yesterday. I’ll cry but I will never surrender. I’ll go to America and will prove to everyone that I’m skilled and talented. I will reach my dreams all by myself and give my family the life that my father wanted. God is with me; I know I can do everything.