Life Is A Story Told By An Idiot Novels & Stories

"There, there. I'll shut up. But... how did you meet him?" I tell him my sad story about when I spilled coffee on him and he laughs. "Allie, the guy is almost six feet tall, how could you not see him?" "Well, in my defense..." I open my mouth and close it again, "ok. I don't have anything. Maybe he was an idiot for not noticing that I hadn't seen him." "Here are your orders" the guy is laughing and I deduce why. He heard me call him an idiot. Swallow me up.

Fooled, yes life fooled me, my youth destroyed me, my name is Kiné Diop and I'm the laughing stock of the whole neighborhood, I don't leave my house anymore, I'm locked in my room all the time curled up on myself. My life looks like an empty carcass, the idea of ​​​​suicide sometimes touches my mind but I think of the being who lives in my belly, and yes I am two months pregnant but for the moment nobody does it

“But isn’t it crazy that our lives could fit into one book?” I looked at him with a profound smile. “Oh my God! That has to be the most accurate thing I’ve heard today. Everything we’ve experienced, all in one book. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Now I feel so inadequate. What qualifies me to even tell the story of both our lives?” Jared only smiled wider. “To the bold belongs the fortune.” I looked at him with a curious smile. “Where did that come from?”

“ Firstly, in our lives, we have a set of foolish wolves. They always feel they are wise and smart thinking, they can be able to cheat their way out without working, Life is unpredictable. Work harder and stop eyeing someone else's property. Life is not hard, but we are the ones making it so difficult and bother some for us. This is the last time I am gonna repeat this, I don't say things twice, only the wise understand. If you think you are too smart, bring it on. We are eagerly waiting for you to strike, your little life would be destroyed, I don't have a lot to say.

I buried who I really was. I thought that it would make her like me more. However, I had forgotten something. If someone had no love for you, then they would never love you. No matter what I did, Gemma would not like me any bit better. Just when I was about to leave, Howard barged in. He buried himself in Gemma's arms and cried out, "Gemma, my face hurts." Howard's face was important to him. In this world, someone with good looks would always be treated better. Howard had no great intelligence or impressive education. His emotional intelligence was laughably low.

"It doesn't matter anymore whether this has anything to do with you. I'm already a cripple, Henry." The truth didn't matter anymore—whether Henry had told them to beat me up. It all felt pointless now. After all, he was the one who tricked me into that cellar. If it hadn't been for him pushing his so-called "husband duties" on me or punishing me just for having an opinion about Joanna, I wouldn't be in this mess. "I don't want anything. Take the company. I'll walk away with nothing. Just tell me where my parents are buried. I'll have someone handle the paperwork tomorrow," I said.

“Man, you gotta calm down alright? We got no other choice” “What do you mean?” “We gotta attend the party, you know that, don't you?” “Oh, give me a fucking break! We just arrived! Nothing is going as planned! Fuck it!” “Well life doesn't always go as planned you know” “What is that supposed to mean?” “I mean look at me Axell. I was going to be a great novelist and find someone to spend the rest of my life with. And now I'm just a lonely guy with outstanding hair, who is telling you what to do. Telling you to attend a deadly party. So, you see? Life can be very cruel at times”

An unscrupulous company discharges toxic wastewater into the river, causing my whole family to be poisoned because we rely on that river for survival. Everyone in my family, including my aunts and uncles, lives in the same village. We're all waiting for an urgent antidote delivery to save our lives. My boyfriend is Harrison Somers, and his company is the only one with the antidote. So, I ask him for it. He agrees to come but doesn't show up after a long time. Ultimately, my family members die after being tormented by the toxic wastewater because they don't have the antidote. Meanwhile, Harrison shows up at the hospital with his childhood sweetheart because she accidentally sliced her fin

Jefferson rolled up his sleeves and retorted, "You little idiot, who are you calling an idiot?" "The idiot is whoever is answering me." Jefferson replied, "I think you must be tired of living!" "I already told you to go ahead and come at me. Do it if you dare. If not, stop making all this racket."