Life Is A Story Told By An Idiot Novels & Stories

~IVY~ Once bitten, twice shy. That's an idiom I've heard countless times, and despite the number of times I've heard it, I don't really adhere to it. I keep doing stupid things over and over again, like tonight. A normal thinking person won't plan on sneaking out of her dorm after almost being caught the last time. But I've never been normal, and honestly, I don't plan to be. Normal is boring, abnormal is eccentric.

Luke stood there with two cans of beer and a box of pizza smiling goofily. "Come in," I waved him in and he entered. I took my former position on the couch as Luke set the pizza on the table and threw a can at me. "Life sucks, right?" He said after we had eaten almost half of the eightpieced snack. "Yeah," I took another refreshing gulp. "One minute everything's fine and the other, it all goes wrong again." "Maybe that's how it's supposed to be." "I'm sorry about today. I lost control."

I said sorry for asking that stupid question and I know I sounded like an idiot but he continued talking. “Life is not always perfect, there’s a possibility for a problem," we listened attentively. "The problem is not the end, but the beginning of a different life” we were awed by what he said. How could someone who was having a broken heart can say such motivations? Damn!

“I believe in you but what’s important is do you believe in yourself?” “I do.” “That’s what matters. As long as you believe in yourself, everyone’s opinions don’t matter.” “Do you think so?” “I know so.” “I have written a lot of short stories which i haven’t shown to anyone.” “Really?” “Yes.” “I would love to read them.” “I’m excited about the new story i thought of.” “What is it about?” “It’s about the most notorious crime family in Zambia.” “That sounds interesting.” “I don’t know where the idea came from but each and every day, it grows stronger,” Ludo smiled.

Rojan knows that there more to life if he keep surviving, and that someday he will realize why his eldest brother like the game. Gone with the game. Yet he conclude it is a life. And if he keep losing...and losing. Who knows what will happen to his pitiful life?

So Ian always looked down on those who had no real ability but tried to pretend, he would make them receive a fair price sooner or later. "Father, please, believe me, Ian is a talented man, only he can help us have a peaceful life." Her father and everyone heard Lida talk about that nonsense, then laughed, and then he said: "You must have been scared because you have so much paranoia, just go back to your room and get well. !" He said it like an order, causing Lida to silently follow.

She sits up straighter, pressing herself to the back of the chair as if looking for more space, trying desperately to put distance between herself, her mother, and her horrible lies, as if that would be enough to save her from the woman - the one who always seemed to see right through her and whatever stupid line she came up with, no matter how well thought out it was or how convincing she tried to be. “I-“ she cut herself off with an almost nervous chuckle, chalking it up to the same old excuse she always used - the one they offered her when she was just a child, deeming her forgetful and even going as far as to call her stupid and “slow,” branding her as some sort of space cadet. Livi alwa

The limits are limited for everyone who doesn't care what a blessing is for can't understand why they were sent into this world but because few people try this kind of stupidity we always found a new and a great story. As you can have my own example, I'm telling you the story of that one person who alone triumphs the world and also I'm telling you about the one who doesn't care about the value of human blood, or maybe he knows…,? Who knows!? Finally they reach the place where they wanted to, Jenny has something in her mind. She is thinking what if the address is not right, what if the man is the culprit who’s sitting inside in his house, and other confusing thoughts are floating in her head.

Did they think she was dumb? “ You must have something about life, Sia!” John added, not believing that she really didn't have any perspective. She sure had some deifintion of life for her, but she didn't want to share it, as she must have thought it will make them judge her. Sia's eyes shifted to Emily, who was staring at her and then to John who looked curious. Was it worth telling? She looked up at Harry to whom she had just lied to and then to Louis who didn't look interested to her.

"It has been a long fairly self-sufficient journey, Henry, and I wasn't sure I was going to last with this book considering my level of education, knowledge of words and sentence construction. To be honest, I have thought of throwing this book away and not completing it but I can't because it is my life's work. I find myself telling stories on days when I have nothing to write about and I am not sure if the stories I tell are amazing stories or just a piece of shit that people are going to struggle to read. But, my entire life's work lies in what I am writing. I know it doesn't sound decent for me to call it my life work since I have been writing it in less than a year but I have to admit, I