Life Of Pi Novels & Stories

I must save her, that was the sole purpose of my life now. (Those who dont know what PTSD is, it is a mental disorder named Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. It happens when someone has gone through some trauma. It's symptoms are nightmare, insomnia, flashbacks of the past trauma, hearing voices and in rare cases halicunation) AUTHOR'S NOTE: WHAT DO YOU THINK HAS HAPPENED TO SIA?! DO TELL ME IN THE COMMENTS. ALSO FOLLOW ME ON INSTA. MY ID IS authorsy56. DON'T FORGET TO ADD THIS BOOK ON YOUR LIBRARY SO YOU CAN GET THE UPDATE NOTIFICATION.

Diana suddenly asked, a shocked expression marring her features as she expectantly stared at the woman. "Yes, unfortunately. They had died into a plane crash when master Nicholas was only sixteen," The girl’s heart sunk at the hearing of such thing, feeling such a deep sorrow bloom into her chest for she herself had not too long ago experienced such pain too. The pain of losing a parent. "Come on now, girl," Miss Nancy’s voice abruptly brought her back to reality as she placed a fork next to her plate, effectvely urging her to start eating. "Hurry up or you will be late to your job,"

After all, I was turning 20 in a couple of days. I still couldn't believe I was turning twenty though. It felt so unreal. I mean, it's me. I still felt so immature and unready for life; even though life had hit me hard a lot of times in the past. It's amazing how I've been through so much in just 19 years of my life. And all through my life, year 19 had to be the most dramatic and disastrous one. A lot had gone on in just this one year. In one year, I dated a murderer, serial killer and chronic abuser.

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“I have been waiting for you for the past one hour... Where were you? “Junaid said in response to Arham’s greetings. “You should have informed me about your arrival... “Arham said, signing him to sit down and settled beside him. “I didn’t inform you because I thought you will come home in a while... look It’s way past the working hours? “Junaid glared at him. “What can I say, earning is a tough job, “Arham said, shrugging His shoulder. “Arham, working hard is a good thing but overworking yourself and having no personal life isn’t worth it... Balance is a must, “He said, worry invaded in his voice. “Uncle, I have a personal life, better than anyone else, don’t worry... “ Arham said in a meani

" And then she offered me her hand. In my previous life, I would give her a huge tip. But now, there would be nothing. I shouted, "What do you mean by reaching out your hand? "Want money?" Lilia looked at me in amazement. I sneered. I added, "Be careful. I can chop your old paw off. "You don't know what you do for a living? Cooking is one of your jobs. "How dare you!" Lilia's face darkened. "Oh, Mr. Dickerson, I'm sorry. I'll do my job carefully, and I won't dare to ask for tips again."

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" I didn't understand, and he lightly tapped a finger against my chest. "Can't you let me in?" My heart fluttered, and I suddenly realized that he had breathtaking eyes, ones that were like seas of stars. There, surrounded by the starlight, was me. However, I wasn't ready, the pain from my past life giving me pause as it flashed in front of my eyes. "I—" "Shh…" Carl put a finger to my lips. "I don't need an answer now. I enjoy the process of chasing after you, you know?

"Wendy, don't stop me! Ricky's gone, and I don't want to live either! Tell me where he is. I'm going with him!" In my past life, I'd drowned in guilt, utterly convinced I'd personally killed my own son. I hadn't even seen Ricky's body before they buried him in a rush. Wendy flew into a panic. She had just spirited Ricky away. There was no way she could show me the corpse. All she could do was shriek, praying the noise would bring someone running in. True to her hopes, the door slammed open. My gaze locked onto a pair of bloodshot eyes.

Men in tailored suits stepped out and greeted me as one. I felt nothing as I took in the scene. I turned toward Silas, who stood behind me in silence. Realization crossed his face, and his eyes dimmed. He lowered his head and turned away, believing he didn't deserve to stand there. He was the Rossi famiglia's illegitimate son, a quiet man people called mute and a nobody with nothing. I was the Marino famiglia's daughter, born into a world far above his. Just as he took his first step, I called out, "Stop."

I wondered if the cat food Johan picked up would suit Blackie. Before I could think any further, Lily suddenly dropped to the floor. I barely had time to stare before Johan stepped out of the elevator, package in hand.