Motivational Real Life Story Novels & Stories

“I had grit and determination but fuck it, millions of people all over the world have it. What I had that others didn't have was opportunity. Apart from opportunity, what I had was the decency to not let whatever opportunity I had slip through. I did everything well, most especially the little things and did they pay for it? They did.” I smiled and touched his face gently, “You could be a motivational speaker. You would excel at that.” “I doubt it,” Julian replied, a smile on his face. There was silence for a while and I broke it, “I am just like you. I have the opportunities right now. I have it easier than thousands, in fact millions of others.” “You do,” Julian answered.

" I took a deep breath and heaved a sigh. He was looking at me with some kind of resolution in his eyes; like he was hell bent on convincing me yet pissed off at the same time that I was not buying it. He clenched and unclenched his jaws and did the same for this fists to as he groped the steering wheel in one hand. "You don't have to give your self that kind of stupid storyline. You can simply write your autobiography. How about your legs? Huh? Write about them. Can't you? I've known you for a while now and I know you are not shy or insecure about sharing your story because you have bene doing just that on your Instagram posts for a while. You can simply just write about your legs and inspi

I've told this story a million times that I myself am tired of hearing it but boy did U come from nothing to something. I became stronger than ever, I became a mother to a child that I adored as my daughter but is really my sister, I became a motivator for a friend a daughter for a wonderful man and woman who see it necessary to welcome both Brielle and I into their lives, an amazing assistant to my boss, a lover and a best friend.

I had to start fending for myself . And As for how I got red , that's a story I don't wanna think about . " Mom ... I'm done Already " I heard my son's voice and I smiled . No matter the shit I've passed through , Red has been my biggest motivation to keep going , I love my Son till death . He's currently five and would be turning six soon . We got out and i board a taxi to his school immediately we got there , I bent to his level . " Listen here Red danger " I said and he chuckled .

After being abroad for five years for work, I followed the address given by my boyfriend, Gavin Hayes, and arrived at what was supposed to be our future home. The door swung open, and a young woman stood there holding a child in her arms. “Who are you looking for?” Before I could even gather myself from the shock, she spoke again. “A colleague of my husband Gavin, are you? “Did he trouble you with dropping off food for me? “I’ve told him countless times. It’s my second pregnancy—he really needs to stop getting so worked up over it.” She stepped back, then invited me inside. “Why don’t you come in and sit for a bit?” Watching her beam with joy, all I could think of was Gavin’s promise to take

"When we speak to those thousands of people at the Learning Orbit events, don't you feel for those people? Here they are, spending time and money to listen to us. While some are already rich and some will become rich, many will face lives of constant financial struggle. "That breaks my heart." "Maybe this is what you need to write about," said Fidel. "Maybe people need to know why you want them to be successful. What your concerns are." "Also," interjected Anita, "why you two keep working even though you don't have to. You both have enough money, but you're not planning to retire. Why not write about what keeps you going… what really drives you. Isn't motivation more important than money?"

After about 10 minutes, growing impatient, I went to check on them. "He just motivates me; do you get it? He makes me want to do better. That's why I love being around him and talking to him. I want to do something for me. Chidera has her own business, and her family supported her from day one, even though that's not what she studied in school. Aishat, even though she's tired, you can see she loves what she does. Johnathan has always wanted to work in an advertisement agency, and now he's doing it and giving ideas that matter. So why can't I find something for me? Huh?"

“Then I remember when I was 6, I wanted a lot of things. I wanted to learn how to do ballet, so my father took me to a ballet class. Same year, I wanted to play the violin. A day later a personal violin tutor went to visit me. At the age of seven, I wanted to learn how to play the piano. My father enrolled me in a piano class taught by one of the greatest teachers from Julliard. I realized that when a person wants something and has potential to do it, anything is possible. That was the reason why my father went through all that trouble. He wanted me to know myself, by doing what I want, what I desire. But whenever I fell, he's still there to pick me up. The only difference is, as an adult, t

He narrowed his eyes at me. "This far?" I asked. "You've not made any progress whatsoever." "I can stay on for more than ten seconds. That's a win." He said. "If I gave up on everything I thought I wasn't good at, or quit everytime something didn't go my way, I wouldn't be where I am today or who I am." "Touching speech. We could do a group activity for future motivational writers tomorrow. Do you think they offer that here?" He smiled. "They had better."

"Thank you for letting me see the light at the end of the tunnel when I thought there was none." She gently patted my back, rubbing soothing circles into my spine. If she had not convinced me that day in the living room, if she had not pushed me to give my education a trial, I would still be confused about what to do with my life now that my main goal of surviving and paying off my debt had been fulfilled. Now, because of her push, I had a brand new goal, a clear vision, and a new motivation to build something for myself.