Kisah Diriku Novels & Stories

Harper managed to lift her hands and hook them around his neck, her voice barely a whisper. "I want… to go with you…" The profound despair and brokenness in her eyes washed over me, a chilling wave crawling up my entire body. I stood frozen, utterly speechless. Adrian tightened his arm around her with a smirk of triumph and turned to leave. "The money has been transferred to your account. I'll address Harper's injury later." I tried to pursue them, but my feet felt cemented to the ground. Regret and heartbreak surged within me, soaking into the fresh wounds of my soul, making me too unsteady to stand.

If I want to at least live this life albeit live it in agony I must stay silent. What I know is for me to know alone. A freak is what I am. Nobody needs to know that. My name is Emeka and this is my story. The story of my childhood, the story of how I blossomed into the freak I am. My coming of age and my discovery story. I will walk you step by step through my journey and how I realized that my life was doomed to be nothing but a big pile of misery and pain. AUTHOR'S NOTE: All non-English words would be written in italic so when you see words written in italic just know that the characters are speaking in their native language.

Long Story Short, I survived. ────────────────────────────────────────────────────

My hands are fidgeting once again in nervousness. He finally finished his call, his stares are cold as eyes as he looks at me. He sat down at his desk, and said, “Kindly explain the article?” I sighed, “Look, sir, everything in that article is completely absurd.” I uttered. My heart's racing faster, and my cortisol level just probably went up. “But it is true that my mother raised me alone for 20 years now, and my father cheated on her. But I am not an orphan, and I definitely did not bring myself up to climb the higher trees of the industry, like that article implied.”

"Nonsense! We did a paternity test, and you are our biological daughter indeed. We were all deceived by Ivy!" Sandra replied emotionlessly, "So? So, you can use your position as my parents to interfere in my life and make choices for me?" Mike and Irene stopped responding. They knew indeed was wrong in the matter. Mike held his silence for a long time before speaking, "No matter what, we don't approve for you to be with this guy. He's just a nobody. How can he compare with Keith?" Zachary could not stand listening to them any longer. "Mr. and Mrs. Hudson, since when am I just a nobody? Why would I be nothing compared with Keith?"

My breath was getting heavy and my body was aching, and yet the light was still out of my reach, "Why do you keep moving?!" I shouted at the light and noticed it had stopped its movement, "You finally stopped? Why?" I asked myself before taking a step forward and watched the light move as well. "Please, I just want to go home!" I shouted as the light continued its torture game with me, "I want to go see Dime, I want to make it to graduation, I want to make it to be an author, and I want to make it in my career!" I cried as I let my body collapse onto the ground as my eyes cried rivers of tears,

that I haven’t thought about myself. If this were really some W*****d kind of shit I’m in, then there must be something drastic to happen. However, when? What should I do? Yes, I’ve read fanfics about these kinds of stuff. But, I’m not them. I’m just an average human being. There’s nothing outstanding about me… If someone were to read this story, they’ll probably give up on the first few chapters. I mean, who wants to read a story about an introvert finally achieving her dream to escape reality and have something magical to her life?

Queen of my own destiny. And my story was just beginning.

It was my 22nd birthday party and my engagement party with Conrad. Maybe God wanted to give me a second chance; in the blink of an eye, I was reborn. Not only was I alive, but I was back at the age of 22. This year, Harmon International was thriving, and my father had made it into the top ten on the Forbes list. This year, Conrad and I were still not engaged. "Of course, she's having a headache," someone behind me chimed in with a tone of malicious glee. "Yesterday, Conrad admitted in front of the media that the little secretary is his girlfriend."

God "Tell me, Lauren, about your real life" Lauren "I was born into a happy family living with my father and mother happily, I was just 10 years old at that time but the happiness didn't last and war broke out as our village was near the bored our village was first attacked, the reinforcement came but it was too late I saw my parents getting killed right in front of me in cold blood they didn't try to spare but I was lucky that I was rescued just in time I was sent into an orphanage where I made a friend his name was Alex but unlike me he was an orphan from birth but I could not stay in that peaceful orphanage as war was getting more intense, kids like me where brought to the army and where