Novel & Cerita Little Life

I understand that at any moment they can attack and shoot us, but I really don't want to go back to normal teenage life. “Living away from danger is not living, Ang. -It's fun. My monotonous life tired me. Always the same, going out with friends, school, meetings, the house, Gina. —You say that because you don't go out to kill anyone, to rescue your team. You say it because in truth you are the one who is in the least danger, because yes, they want to riddle us with shots but they are the ones who stand in front of us so that this does not happen.

SHAWNA'S POV: Life has always been cruel to me, I have lost all those who were once close to my heart. Standing here all alone. Well, they say, nobody's life is perfect and neither is that they are perfect... But guess that is how life is, like me. I am not perfect or either my life is, for me, life is now a mystery. It is always in suspense what the next morning bring for me?... LIFE... the four-letter word... it's amusing how tiny and simple it looks, but when we see it closely, it is a big wide world. It would take another novel to write it all about.

Mine. She closes it. The November morning outside. The practice, at the table. The bowl, made again tomorrow. Fifty reviews. The second life, fifty years old. Older than the first. Simply the life. Hers. Chosen. Every single day.

His eyes suddenly shot to stare at the camera lens instead and he looked delirious to Sia. “ They were living a happy life. A perfect life. A complete life. They loved each other and to add to their happiness another life came to their house. A girl born to Luther Martin and Lily Martin. The day she was born, Luther Martin threw a huge party. He called the people from all around the world and announced to them about the birth of their daughter. He named her Sia Martin that day. ” A gasp left Sia's mouth as her hand shot to cover her mouth. What was he talking about? Tears slipped past Sia's eyes as her sobs rang in the room. Her head was spinning with all of it. Was it another one of Lucas's

“ Thank you for existing.” She held my hand and I noticed how pale and thin her hands are. Her nails are turning yellow, her breath is cold, and honestly, it's making me weak. She's tired...real tired. “ I want to thank you too..” she started and smiled looking at our hands being intertwined. “ You're my other half and you're the one who witnessed everything I've been through before I can finally say..i lived a life. Tim..our life is short..but sadly mine is shorter..I want you to--to live your life and be happy..I'll be looking at you in the clouds.”she said and smiled at me and took a deep sigh before letting her words out.

Diving into a pool full of horse shit is way better than having memories of someone you never made up with. Life is a fucking whore, but it never gives you a good fuck. Anyways, let’s begin today’s confession. LIFE IS HARD THEN YOU DIE THEN THEY THROW DIRT IN YOUR FACE THEN THE WORMS EAT YOU BE GRATEFUL IT HAPPENS IN THAT ORDER  DAVID GERROLD

Perhaps they might never even forget in this lifetime. I sat there until dawn. At that moment, my phone buzzed twice, and the screen lit up with a headline. "Wedding photos for the heiress of the Gallis revealed! She's the light in his darkness!" My fingers hovered over the notification. I barely had the strength even to tap the screen. While I was lost in thought, the doorbell suddenly rang. I walked over and looked through the peephole. Sofia?

And for the first time in my adult life, normal feels perfect. Not boring. Not safe. Just real. Real family. Real job. Real life. Mine. Finally, completely mine.

I asked when she stopped altogether, and she nodded her head. "Thank you for registering me for the trip. I read a phrase somewhere. 'Everyone's life is miserable in one way or another. We just learn to find happiness in small things if we want to live happily because, at the end of the day, life is temporary, death is permanent,' and I think I should rather focus on living these moments with you and everyone here rather than obsessing over how I will leave after a month. So I am going to live freely starting today," She said while smiling at me dazzlingly, and I couldn't help but remember what Alex had asked me in the office today.

The only option Life is a very big game. And mine is much more than that. It is not just any game. No, of course not. My life is a very big drama game. A drama I really wish wouldn't come near would always stay in two metre radius from me. So, my life is a very big drama game. And it was endless misery to me. I just couldn't put a full stop to it. Like how difficult will it get. It's always a drama. It seems to have been around me since I was born.