Images That Make You Happy Novels & Stories

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. The question arises, why such a penetrating happiness consumed me in the early hours of the day. So many reasons played their part, intertwining harmoniously to create a symphony of sheer bliss. Perhaps it was the sheer beauty of nature awakening, with the sun's golden fingers stretching across the horizon, painting a breathtaking masterpiece of hues that danced in perfect harmony with the waking world.

- Ethan grabbed a white plastic jar with holes in it from his fridge and put it in the sink, I stood up happy to help with something, then went to my station. At that moment I seemed to be myself again, for some reason that simple moment made me happy, I was really happy with that, and I didn't need anything else, for some reason that moment reminded me of Susan and Benny, they were happy in those moments, when they were together in the kitchen they were really happy, it was very gratifying to see them in those moments, in simple things, nothing too complicated, that was happiness.

Jenny traced her fingers over the photographs, reliving the moments frozen in time. One picture captured a sunny day in the backyard, Hunter chasing after soap bubbles with uncontainable delight. His laughter echoed in Jenny's ears, a melody that once filled their home with boundless joy. In that fleeting moment frozen in the photograph, she saw the carefree spirit of her son, a stark contrast to the complexities of the present.

There is a complete silence between us for a while. “You okay?” He turn toward me for three seconds and then focus on driving. I tell him that I’m okay. I text Angel to take my car to her home. “So tell me something about yourself”, he says while looking forward. “You said earlier that you know me.” I reply. He laughs aloud and look at me. His laugh is incredible. I want to hear this again and again. According to research it’s proved that some sounds provide peace to people and make them happy. And the sound which makes me happy is the sound of his laugh.

My body froze with a strange feeling that tried to entangle my heart. I hesitantly picked up some photo portraits that were at the very top of the documents and books that were there. A photo portrait of a happy-looking little family. A grown man, a grown woman, and a baby girl. They were all smiling broadly. A photo portrait with the same three people but with different places and activities. Then the other photos are just filled with the happiness of a baby girl. The happiness of the portraits seemed to pop out. My heart fluttered. "Baby toys?" My confusion was followed by a sweet smile. It turned out that the baby toy belonged to the baby girl in the photo.

Maybe have my eyes. The image melted something in me. I let out a shaky laugh. My lips twitched up at the corners, and for the first time in days, I felt it—real joy. Not the kind you fake for friends or family. Not the kind you force to keep people from worrying. The real kind. The kind that tugs you out of the wreckage.

he has this mischievous smile on his face, and it makes me all tingly on the inside. "I quite like it when you're like this" "Like what love?" "Chilled out. Happy. I'm not sure yet," I say as we pass by several small stalls that are selling different things from different cultures. Breads. Bracelets. Posters and canvases. Memorable things that people can use and take home for loved ones. I now have loved ones. I'm now loved in a way I never thought would happen.

My stomach twisted in knots as I looked at their smiling faces on my screen. The photos showed Fred and Amber looking like the perfect couple, wrapped up in each other. In one snapshot, they were holding hands at a park, both of them beaming with happiness. Fred had that charming smile, the one he always used to flash at me when he thought he was being particularly funny. In another picture, they were sitting at a restaurant, leaning in closely, whispering secrets and laughing like there was no one else in the world. It felt like a punch to my gut. They were making the rest of the world envious, and honestly, looking at them made me feel sick. I couldn’t help but scroll through the comments

So, I have been thinking about the idea of finding a stable job with a steady income. As Hope giggles and splashes paint on the paper, I can’t resist capturing some pictures of her. She playfully poses for the camera, pouting and winking at me. That’s my girl, always ready to shine. She has the magical power to take away all the stress of my life. No matter how my mood is, seeing her face, a smile spreads across my face and I forget about everything. She is like a star in my life.

I stared into space as I thought hard. "What?"He snapped me out of my thoughts, I turned to look at him and he had a confused look on his face. "You asked what else could bring a smile to my face and I listed them for you, and there are lots more thing....Money, yes!!! Money can definitely bring a smile to my face, if you want me to be happy or keep me happy just give me money, oh good lord I love money so much." I moaned and he shook his head at me while laughing.