Life Is Still Going On Novels & Stories

" why can't I let it go, I can't even get these emotions to come out. I feel like crying all out, shout, scream but I can't, for some reason mom, I just can't " " Its gonna be okay" Mom kept me embraced in her arms. " You are strong my girl, the time will come where you will let go of this pain, it doesn't mean you've to forget all about him, it just means you'll be able to remember him without having to feel this pain" Mom went back to her room after I mellowed out. I sat by the window looking at the moon, my eyes not acknowledging the view. " Wishing for something doesn't really make it true" I confessed. " I've been praying to move on but I can't bring myself out of this mess "

My brother shouted! Our lady escort giggled... "Let me guess. Your reality still questions if you are alone in the universe?" "Yeah, I guess so" we both replied. "Well.... For now, just know this. Life is reality's battery. Without life, it couldn't exist... It’s vast, and to a point, infinite. The problem you guys were yet to overcome was distance" She said as we approached a wooden,,,.... Liz...ard?

“Lately, I feel more like living…” “What do you mean?” “My life was usually calm and quiet, no dramas and problems not until Dale died and all the problems began to resurface. From the bankruptcy that my parents are facing, to me being sick and some other stuff that I can’t tell you about. It was overwhelming but dealing with all of it, I feel more alive and active” “Is that what you feel?” “I accepted my fate but now… I think I found a reason to continue living…” “What reason?”

That was enough. Outside, the Park breathed again. Not the same. Never the same. But alive, amid loss and betrayal, we were still rebuilding. Still moving. Still here. And maybe survival looks like ‘still standing notwithstanding.’

I'm mediately they rushed to us trying to hold me. If you guys need your life, stay out of this. I spat angrily...🤔 TBC. Sorry it short... I had to post for you guys. Who will help Torre bayi

"You really need someone who'll tell you what living and being alive is." I shake my head. Someone huh? I don't need someone who'll make me introduce what living is. I can do that...on my own way.

Full of life. That's the real story. Not death. Not tragedy. Not impossible soul transference. Just life. Beautiful, messy, ordinary, extraordinary life. Finally. Completely. Forever. New beginning. Every day. Every moment. Every choice. New beginning. Always.

“Let’s begin.” The Starlife file lay open before them. Outside, the city pulsed, deals being made, futures shifting, reputations rising and falling. And somewhere between Chicago and New York, between silence and waiting, two lives continued to move forward, stronger now, steadier. Still apart.

Not because life would never become difficult again. But because I finally understood that the future was not something waiting for us to find. It was something we created every day. That evening, Silas and I stood together watching the city lights. The world below us continued moving. People laughed. People argued. People dreamed. Ordinary life continued. And that was beautiful. Silas looked at me and asked if I thought everything was finally over. I smiled. "No." He looked surprised. I told him that life would always bring challenges. People would still make mistakes.

Finally settled once again but more cautious this time i carried on with my life though still on the look out for my pursuers. However no matter how much i like my life now i kept having the feeling that something big was heading in my direction.