Novelas y relatos de It's A Wonderful Life

Mine. She closes it. The November morning outside. The practice, at the table. The bowl, made again tomorrow. Fifty reviews. The second life, fifty years old. Older than the first. Simply the life. Hers. Chosen. Every single day.

She got up and gave me a hug. "It's all over. Live for yourself from now on." It was something so simple, even an outsider understood. And yet, it had taken me six whole years to finally wake up. Fortunately, it still wasn't too late.

This time, I’ll take the gentle Arnold, and Elysia shall suffer instead. Her thoughts continued to pour into my mind, sending a chill down my spine. So she had been reborn as well, and somehow, I had gained the ability to hear other people’s thoughts. In my previous life, I married Arnold and lived what everyone believed was a happy, enviable life. He was gentle, attentive, and never raised his hand against me. Wherever I went, he accompanied me, showering me with care and romance.

"Thank you for a wonderful life, my Niya." "Zee, thank you." As they melt into one life and one embrace. The end!

Taylor said with a smile, I turned off the recording “What do you think of my dream, do you think it's lame?” “Of course not, it's actually beautiful, ethereal, it's simple yet more like a soul healing type of lifestyle, it's a life where you don't need too much to be happy cause the natural things of life already made you happy and you're fulfilled, it's a life where the smallest things make us happy and you don't to compete with anyone over silver or gold, it's a life that anyone with healthy lifestyle would crave for now I feel like I want to genuinely experience it too”

“Mundane.” “Yes, mundane.” She grinned, nudging his arm lightly. “Mundane is safe. Mundane is peaceful. And I find comfort in the predictability and stability of a mundane life. But even a mundane life can have moments of joy—simple pleasures, like a quiet evening, washing dishes after a really good dinner, or going to the grocery store and crossing everything off the list. These things, no matter how normal, are deeply satisfying.” “I want that too,” he murmured, his voice quieter, like it was more of a confession than a statement.

~ THEO’S POV Life is indeed like a firework. It’s amazing to look at, it’s scary at first but in the end, it’s a beautiful sight. My life is like that and I’m beyond grateful for that because the bad days were shaped through the good ones and now I’m in a position where I don’t want to change anything about my life.

I raised a hand and wiped the tears off my face. … [In the Next Life — January 1, 2024, 12:00 AM — I Hope You Live a Long Life, Part Three] William turned to the window. "Happy New Year." "Thanks." "Aren't you going to wish me something too?" I looked up. "You want a blessing from someone who's about to die?" His hand rested gently on my thin, dry one. "Please." I looked at the golden fireworks outside, as if I were bathing in hope. I smiled. "I hope you live a long life."

No one will consider you a weed in society. From today on, this is your home. Your own home where you can spend the rest of your life safely. From today on, no one will call you homeless. If you are here, you will not have to depend on anyone's help to survive. We are all one family in this old age home. And until the last breath of our lives, we will live our lives here with each other's support. Let's forget the painful past and move forward towards a beautiful life. Our new life is waiting for us. Let's all enjoy this new life together." When Natalie finished her speech, everyone was looking at her with teary eyes. They all became emotional. Natalie smiled, but her eyes