Life Is Strange Transcript Novels & Stories

, I said. “ But you had sex with a stranger”, something whispered inside my head and I just brushed it aside - my stupid consciousness was trying to get to me. “ It should be. Your life doesn't seem to have the necessary spices”, Matilda continued. “ And the spices are what again? Salt and black pepper?” “ You know what I'm talking about”.

What kind of messed up life is mine? I heard the door open and close, which made me realize that the doctor had only just left the room, leaving me alone to myself. The door opened again; I was on the verge of yelling at whoever it was to leave me alone. I don't just want to see anyone or talk to anyone right now. I hate my life, my existence, hate my father with every fiber of my being. “Ma'am, we need to leave now," I heard a strange voice say. I looked up to see a familiar yet strange face.

“So I'm just supposed to accept that? I don't even know what he looked like.” “You look like him, Ni…” “Then show me his picture or passport or obituary,” I interrupted, soaked with tears. “I burnt all of it.” she said. That shut me up for a moment. Then I stepped closer. “Why do people act like i’m…strange?” She was silent. A silence that was heavy and thick, like something was sitting between us. “Nira, people are always strange, everyone is strange, they just envy your success” she said finally. “That doesn't mean anything.”

He asks, and I push him away from me, standing a step away from him. "Everything, Jerol!" I brat out, tears beginning to fall, releasing the weight I have been crying from five days ago. Or maybe from the day I was mistakenly brought yo this earth. I look at him. "My life has been a stagnant situation of pain and suffering, but five days ago, something happened that changed everything. I leave home one morning, only to find my shop all demolished and all the stock destroyed. That was the only thing that was keeping me sane. My hopes and the only reason I have for living got crashed into ashes that horrible morning. While I dragged myself back home that morning, I got into an accident. I thou

‎ ‎David didn't seem to notice anything strange, he was mid sentence explaining something related to work, eve smiled All along, making sure her hands were touching David hands. ‎ ‎And then a Heard his voice, frank voice the voice u would love to forget. ‎ ‎" Good morning" he said. ‎ ‎His voice Clam and collected and in a complete unfamiliar voice like we have never met before. ‎ ‎I raised my head up from the coffee and glance at frank, he was sitting there dressed casually, his expression neutral like nothing had happened between him and I, there wasn't any hint that he was in my body some few hours ago.

We reached the man's desk and waited for him to bring up the footage, "So, which set of parents did it?" I asked Dime while the man was busy, "Probably yours," Dime admitted, "I don't think mine would have the guts to do this," Dime confessed as she shrugged, "I guess mine would be crazy enough to do this huh," I sighed out as I held my head, "People are so stupid sometimes," I said and Dime nodded her head in agreement.

Why can't anyone around her be normal! Well, except Christopher he is perfectly normal to her. But the other men she had spoken to so far, they were all creepy, weird, dangerous, dangerous, and dangerous again. "What do you mean?" I gave him a nervous smile. He didn't reply, he just kept smiling silly. Okay, this is weird. "Hi, I'm Zayn Ronald. Someone Levi knows" he finally spoke, waving at me. "Hello. I am.." " Maya Hart. Levi's one and only...maid" He smirked as he said the last word, shaking his head like it was something unbelievable. Suddenly, the guy burst into laughter, holding his chest as he chuckled loudly. This is getting much more weird.

Two people looking at the same ceiling in the morning quiet. "How do you feel?" he asks. "Strange," I say. Which is the truest answer. "Not bad. Just — strange." "Like what?" I think about how to say it. "Like I've been walking into the wind for so long that I've forgotten how to walk without it." He is quiet for a moment. "That's going to take time," he says. "I know." "It's okay that it takes time." "I know that too." I pause. "Knowing doesn't make the strangeness go away."

"But that stranger became my husband. That disaster became the catalyst for everything good in my life." The man whose shirt had been ruined looked up with interest. The young barista stared at Claire like she was speaking a foreign language. "I'm not saying this man is going to become your husband," Claire continued, and Damian laughed beside her. "But I am saying that sometimes the moments that feel like absolute catastrophes are actually the universe redirecting you toward something better. You never know what comes next. That's the terrifying and beautiful thing about being alive."

My neighbour had said. " How can I leave you now??? I love you and you just said that you love me too. " His friend said and hugged him. " Ewww leave me... What happened to you all of a sudden?? " My neighbour asked his friend. " I just realised that you are the love of my life. " He said and the irritating doctor pushed him and started running, but they both looked so happy. Present time Well, I was happy for them as well. But one thing was for sure, he was weird and I didn't have time to think about that weirdo. So we went to the lecture theatre.