Life When Meme Novels & Stories

Every month on the 15th is the day I swap lives with Melody Foster. 18 years ago, a hospital mix-up places our IVF embryos in each other's mothers. After the truth comes out, my biological parents want their real daughter, and my adoptive parents want theirs. They arrange for Melody and me to rotate between the two homes on a monthly basis, switching every 15th. From then on, I become the burden neither family wants. In whichever home Melody stays, there are endless snacks and drinks, thousands of dollars in monthly allowance, and the sunny bedroom is always reserved for her. In whichever home I stay, there's nothing but plain meals and a windowless storage room. 18 years later, I

Life is shorter, just live it. Love is rare, grab it. Anger is bad, throw it away. Fear is terrible, face it. Memories are sweet, treasure them... to be honest Jane really cherished every moment of it, especially when she realized his death news in the past was made the worst feeling Jane had ever felt, maybe at that time she was alive but her soul was like nothing, right We never realized the value something in our lives until it becomes a memory…

He found himself doing it often without intention and he knew he had to stop, it was starting to become obvious. "I dunno, maybe you dying would be the best thing for all of us," Vice spat before jumping on his bike, a cigarette hanging from his lips, and riding away to the other side of the lot by the Satans. Jax watched as he parted from him with a frown. He hadn't meant to upset the man, after all, jokes about his death was a common occurrence. Jaxon simply couldn't understand why he took the joke so darkly when it was intended to bring a little laughter to a harsh situation, of course, Jax didn't want to die. He had so much more to do with his time on the planet, plus, 39 years on the Ea

I ran toward the crowd, toward the people who had chosen to celebrate the life I had rebuilt. They surrounded me and began singing "Happy Birthday." In the warmth of their voices and the glow of the candles, I closed my eyes and made the first wish of my life that truly belonged only to me. "To a life well lived, Cindy!" The candles went out. Cheers rose around me. I took a bite of cake and watched the last edge of the sun sink behind the mountains. All the blood-stained memories of Manhattan drifted away with the cool evening breeze, left forever in the ruins of a life I would never return to.

Monique held the fan over Shirley from a distance as Shirley sat down on a chair in front of the dressing mirror in the studio, and the makeup artist started working on her face. Two weeks had passed by very quickly since the incident with Alexander and Alicia. Shirley had already concluded her school examinations and had even been on break since two days ago. The makeup photoshoot gig was the first job Loretha was accepting for Shirley since after her examinations, in fact, it was the only job Loretha was accepting for her, at least until after the international reality television show, which was commencing the next day. The whole internet was talking about the show and about Shirley. It ev

I don’t care how much it costs as long as they receive the justice they deserve. I went down my newsfeed because I didn’t want to read any more fallacies. They were feeding people falsehoods to poison their minds. While scrolling down, I came across an advertisement that piqued my curiosity. Are you alive but feel dead? So why don’t you add value to your worthless life? Or perhaps are you looking for money? Why not exchange it for your life? We are seeking a new participant to join us at Live Suicide!

I know where I'm at when I open my eyes. Death is already waiting for me, a wary look in his eyes. "Oh good. You're back to normal." he says relieved, and I'm confused before I remembered that I tried to dance with him. "Yeah, I wanted to apologize for that. I think that had something to do with the fact that the wolf that bit me is addicted to Fae fruit." I explained, and Death nodded. "Yeah, I figured. Mason's lifeline is a mess. It's coming undone slowly but quickly. If I didn't know better, he's dead but that addiction is making his corpse walk around in the living." Death replied.

It was there that I met Luna Jensen. She had made a bet during a car racing match and broken a leg. Oftentimes, she would go behind her doctor's back and sneak up here to drink. When I asked her if she had won the bet, she shot me such an exuberant and warm smile. "Of course I did! With only a 0.01-second difference, too. There's no way I would lose." The day we were discharged, she held me back and handed me a love letter, her blush flushing her cheeks.

“ It's that...I am already tired of acting.” “ It's because you should be the scriptwriter of your life, not just not the actor.” I took a deep sigh and look up to the leaves of the trees. Soon enough they will fall to the ground and new leaves will grow. Life's like that, and you are the tree. There are people that you grew up with. You got comfortable with them, but soon, they will leave and new people will come. And It's funny how after they leave, someone will come. It's like.. life is just about waiting for people to go. How friends turn into strangers and strangers into friends. And how you felt alive..then suddenly you'll find out you only have few months to exist.

They say cherish the memories of your love one's that have died but remembering everything about that person and then you realizing that it's only memories and you won't be able to make more memories with them is the worst form of toture. It only makes you miserable. I once had a beautiful and peacefull life that wasn't full of death and misery. I was ready to start a family with the love of my life but unfortunately the universe didn't agree with it. Fate had decided to take him and our unborn baby away from me. I lost my mother and baby sister. My older brother Alessandro was killed on his way home. The only people I have left in my dark and misrebale life is my dear father, twin brother a