Life Is So Precious Novels & Stories

Money can never stop you from dying if it's your time to die. Time is the most precious thing one could and should treasure the most because our life is just a passing moment. A time will come where we are all buried into the ground, lifeless. No matter what status you have, color, kind, or character. We all grow old, feel pain, get hurt, feel happy, fail, succeed, and die.

What's the use of having so much amount of money when it can't even bring back life? Life is so precious... They also wished they could go back in time and reverse some things... They wished they could go back in time and change it all... But, well... It's too late now... What's done is done... They can't reverse the situation no matter how much they wished they could... They just have to accept the fact that they've just lost something so precious and priceless that can never be regained... Joel on the other hand felt very miserable... He just couldn't bear the intense ache in his heart that was threatening to eat him up...

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.

Because at the end of the day, that's what matters most - love, family, and the precious moments we share. ==================================================== Thanks for reading! Kellisa Kelly

"I used to be like that too," Justin said, "but with time, I realized that we live on this earth to enjoy every day, every minute and every second of the entire process. No one grows up in one minute, gets married in the second minute, and dies in the third. The endpoint might be important, but it only comes around from the accumulation of many little, ordinary things in life. Only when there are lows will we appreciate the highs. Only when we're sad will we appreciate happy times. It is only in the ordinary that we can see the extraordinary.

"You're welcome. My folks always tell me that the good I do is all that matters. At first, I would go out of my way to live up to that saying, but then it just came naturally after a while, like instinct. Tonight was exactly that" I offered her another sincere smile and held her small hand in mine." Well I'm glad you're okay. I'm not worth taking a bullet for" I said mostly to myself. The world almost lost this great human being in place of a sassy meany like me. "Nonsense. Every life is precious and so are you. I think we're gonna be great buds" She beamed brightly, lighting up the whole room. She's so sweet. "I agree." Suddenly, her face fell. I originally thought she was regretting that s

She could get enough, all pain and sadness evaporated "You are the light in my life, and you make every day a special occasion. I cannot imagine my life without you. You are such a precious gift in my life… the more time I spend with you, the more I want to hold you tighter in my arms. No diamond in this world compares to your worth, and I wish to treasure you until the end of time. I love you, sweetheart." He murmured as his eyes opened, stroking her chin as he waited for her to catch her breath, she was suppressing sobs but she didn't stop tears from falling. Her heart was beating rapidly. The feeling was strange that she threw herself in his arms slamming her face against him and grippi

“Life is only made beautiful because of the tragic shortness of it. Love is more vibrant. Connections between people and family deepen, never knowing when it could be the last time you say goodbye. If I lived forever, eventually I would grow numb to the world and how precious every moment is. I want to live life to the fullest for every moment, developing strong connections, strong love, for as long as I can.” I ran my fingers over the quote, noticing how it was achingly transcribed here in perfect detail. She truly had listened intently, to be able to write it down like this. I knew, because I had said this. I still remembered it, though it seemed so long ago. I had been a different man the

I know that his eyes are following me everywhere and I'm trying my very best not to look at him. After dinner everyone moved back to the dance hall. Mr West gave his speech, he ended it by thanking everyone for coming. Everyone clapped for him. A female singer came to give a live performance, everyone was enjoying the performance, me too. She has a good voice. “Are you going to be okay?” Rafael asked in concern. “Maybe we should wait until your driver comes.” Amy suggested but I know she wants to leave immediately. She received a call earlier that her grandmother was hospitalized. I put my hands on her shaking ones.

Leon looked in my direction and gave a knowing smile. I quickly rolled up the window, not wanting to see the two of them any longer. As we neared the pack, I saw someone selling berries by the road. I told the driver to stop so I could buy some, as Sean loved these berries. Lucas appeared behind me at some point, his expression displeased as he said, "Mother, your memory is terrible. I only like meat—I don't like this kind of thing at all…" I quickly refuted, "These aren't for you."