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“Lulu, I can’t do that for you, only you can make him see that. I don’t want you to just pretend to change; it would be nice if you made a conscious decision to make certain changes in your life.” “I don’t think I will have trouble with that; my husband has left me and taken the children, I have probably…no, I have definitely lost my job at TMH…and everyone finally knows for a fact that I am not an original Mulenga.” “So what do you plan to do with your life from now?” Bernard asked. “I’ve always wanted to start my own company…I’ve saved enough over the years so maybe it’s a good time to start.” “What sort of company?” “Media of course, a newspaper, give the Mulenga’s a run for their money.”

He grinned, wiggling his fingers mysteriously. “It’s called ‘Story Fingers.’ You take turns telling a story, but here’s the catch—you can only speak one sentence at a time, and you have to include a finger count with each sentence. For example, I start with ‘One fox ran across the river,’ and then you continue with two of something happening, and so on. It gets tricky, and hilarious, especially after a few rounds.” Jaiyana laughed, already intrigued. “Sounds… complicated. But fun. Okay, I’m in.”

I mean, who wants to read a story about an introvert finally achieving her dream to escape reality and have something magical to her life? Wow, that sounds adventurous. How awesome is that to finally escape reality? I’d probably read it. Of course, I’ll read it! I want to live in my imaginations and I can relate to the main character! If that’s the case, then I’ll make my story count! I just hope that the drastic change won’t come sooner. I have to build that rising action. Train like the karate kid or some shit just to look badass. Ok. That’s decided then. I closed my eyes and smiled in content. Happy with the newfound motivation.

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Para na kasi siyang iiyak sa lagay niya, eh. "Its about a roaming spirit that grants wishes." nakangusong kwento niya. Naghalumbaba at pinaglaruan ang pagkain. "Legends says that if you call out his name by exactly 11:11, he'll appear in front of you and will grant you a single wish." Ako naman itong napangiwi sa sinabi niya. Naipilig ko pa ang ulo ko at napatitig sa kisame May ganoon bang kwento? Parang ngayon ko lang narinig 'yun, ah.

she pressed. I took a deep breath, a blush creeping up my cheeks. This wasn't just any story; it felt like the beginning of something special, and I wanted to savour every detail. "Well," I began, pausing for dramatic effect, "it all started with a wrong turn..." A collective gasp from my friends sent chills of excitement down my spine. Leaning in closer, I launched into the story, weaving a tale of a chance encounter, an unexpected connection, and a spark that ignited something beautiful in my life.

And they’re both already part of my story—whether they know it or not. Okay, so my plan? To twist this whole insane event into a story. I sit down, feeling the adrenaline still buzzing through me. My female lead will be named Alexa—someone strong but flawed, like me, only thrown headfirst into this dark, twisted world. With that, I begin to write, transforming what’s been happening into a narrative.

His question came out fast and she racked her brain to think. "I..." She wanted to speak but he interrupted. "If you're not even sure then it's not worth it. Do you know that the most basic stories can make the headlines as long as they have enough elements to attract attention? If you put this out, you can barely make the second page. Yes it's an interesting topic, but what about it is not just another scandal against a big company?" He stated bluntly.

Suppose… a pen isn't a pen, it is a gadget and it can give you whatever your desire is. But… Would you believe in my words or you think that everything is an illusion. A magic trick… It's not a magic trick, and seriously there's nothing like an illusion. Just believe… I have confidence in believing in my words. So, I used every word to create a world and I named it Ard. I created people, I created emotions, I created situations, I created thoughts. And it was me who made Ma'la the king of this world and worlds. And all the things happened for what, for a little sake of my boredom. (And still I don't want a title of 'God').

“Move—” Before We Begin A quick note about the werewolves in this story. If you came here expecting strict pack laws, ancient alpha traditions, and characters who behave exactly the way folklore says they should… You may be in the wrong forest. The wolves in this world follow instinct more than tradition. They make questionable decisions. They break rules that probably existed for good reasons. And occasionally they create problems that absolutely no one planned for. So if you catch yourself thinking, “A werewolf would never do that.” Just remember— These wolves didn’t get the memo.