Imagine Me Novels & Stories

I laugh and say, "Ha-ha Let's go. We have the get-together at Ava's and we have a party to attend tomorrow and we need our beauty sleep before the Dinner and Gala." We open the door and sit inside. While she is busy starting the car engine, I switch on my bluetooth and connect it to the speaker and start playing Taylor Swift's latest album. We drive away, singing loudly and jamming to the song. I roll down the window, allowing the cold wind to enter. I look outside, admiring the beauty of my neighbourhood and I repeat to myself that everything I achieved is definitely due to the hard work I put in. I couldn't help but think to myself,

It makes me scowl to think that people can bring life into the world and then mistreat it and disrespect it. Back home, I kick my shoes off and go into my bedroom to get changed into my comfortable joggers and my old college tee shirt whilst I wait for Immi to come. I hear my phone vibrate and go check it. Some notification on my I* account, I’m about to just ignore it when I recognize the image that has popped up. The one and only Luna. What the hell?

He looked at me in disbelief. "So, I just imagined that?" I couldn't believe it I asked myself. "I don't know about you Trix, you're disgusting, do you imagine I kissed you?!" IMAGINE? IS IT JUST AS IN MY IMAGINE? AM I REALLY JUST IMAGING THAT? HUHUH IT'S AWESOME!!! I THOUGHT THAT WAS TRUE! but that's impossible! It's impossible for me to imagine that, can anyone imagine it as if it were true?

Love yourself! END.

Promise :)* A part of me wants to say more, but I can't. Not now, at least.

I answered then took a step back. "Thank you, my first name is Matt, definitely not Damon. And my last name is Ronald. I'm just a simple guy in his middle thirties who lives a bit further away from here. I love jogging and exercising every evening. Well, most of the people keep fit for certain reasons, as for me I keep fit for ......wait let start again. I keep fit....." "So you are from jogging?" I asked cutting him off. He was getting annoying. How could someone talk so much in just a minute? To make matters worse, to a stranger!.

"Huh! My mother can't see this, and that's a really good thing", I inwardly talked to myself as i stood, staring at one of the pictures on the wall. My mother would freak out when she sees it. This photograph was shot by my best friend Benny and tonight it is going to be sold in his show. I told him I'd be here and I know how important it is for him. It's important for me too. I only want the best for my friend, just like he does for me. In the past three years Benny has been right there to console me, drink with me, commiserate with me, and even to help me pay my rent upon occasion by giving me work. Well, that is all fine but the main problem is the picture I'm staring at right now. And it

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And in my dreams, there were no crutches or orthopedic boots—just an imagination that seemed to recognize no limits. Still, I told myself not to read into it. I repeated it like a mantra, convincing myself it was time to stop fantasizing and maybe go out with someone. I didn’t like Justin as much as I thought he liked me, and I needed to be honest with him, but going out with someone could be a good start. Maybe I should give myself the chance to look past the football-player stereotypes and focus on that smile that caused such a stir. «Right?»