Novel & Cerita My Little Life

I was so happy but Emma & Lily was disappointed. "Hey it's ok, I was not expecting him to be here so smile now and go home." I said trying to cheer them up. "Maybe he will come tomorrow." Emma said and they both smiled and said bye. Emma lived with her mother and Lily with her brother. They both had to earn to take care of their family. I sighed and went to the bar. I took the same table and ordered the same drink. I drank three fourth of the bottle before passing out. And again when I woke up in the morning I was in my bed.

Bo Ra said, “No, I am not happy. Today I don’t have any extra classes. So, I am free today. And I didn’t mention anything like that this I my treat. Let’s both pay the bill.” Ji Soon said, “Yeah! I know about you. You are a miser.” Bo Ra’s life turned out of joy again by Ji Soon. She reached home after spending some time with Ji Soon. She will always wait at the gate until her mom came there. She is a small girl. Her parents think that she can’t safely handle the key. So, she has to wait at the gate for all day. The boy resembles her very much to the past. Like she thinks Ji Soon is a true friend and she was with her till now.

Logan said as a matter of fact and poked at the chicken, inspecting whether to heat it or directly eat it. "Well true, but I have lived my life Logan. I'm happy, I really am. I have a mum who cooks me delicious meals every day, a dad who solves sudoku puzzles with me, a sister who clings to me and questions me about girls and boys, a brother who's ready to sacrifice everything if I say one word. Then there's you Logan . . . You make me forget about all things wrong with me and I feel normal with you, alive, more alive when I'm with you--- "

“See you tomorrow!” Sophia waved her hand at Lily who was already walking away. The girl with the glasses also gave her a small smile and left on her blue bicycle. Lily always used her bicycle to go to school every day. Lily was not a child of the rich, the innocent girl lived in a simple family, just like Sophia. Her parents were just street vendors, whose income was not much but enough to support their family. So how did Lily end up in an elite school? Of course, it was her smart brain that got Lily into the school. By relying on scholarships, the girl managed to get into the International High School.

She looked around. Jo handed the tickets in his hands to mum. She turned to Blaze. “Give us a minute,” mum said. She and Jo turned and walked away. It was now Blaze and I left. The cruise terminal was packed with different people. Some were seated, others were checking in at counters. I played a video on my phone and increased the volume. Blaze was looking at me. “Good morning,” he said. I paused the video and looked up. “Morning,” I replied, smiling.

As I turned to respond, the lady returned with a large album in her hands. She smiled at me, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively at both of us. I glared at Michael, who looked completely relaxed and unbothered. I took the album. The first picture was of a very pretty baby in a pink dress, a crown, and a little wand. “Oh my gosh, this is so cute,” I gushed. “That’s Mikey.” My smile froze for a second before I burst into laughter. The next picture was of him in a torn yellow dress.

In the villa, my parents were fussing over Tatiana's luggage. "It's your first time traveling so far. Take good care of yourself. Don't hesitate to spend money. If you run out, just call us." "Your favorite snacks are in your backpack, and warm clothes too. Don't skip them just because you want to look pretty!" Their voices were full of worry. My steps faltered, and a sharp, familiar ache tightened in my chest. I was only 12 when I went missing. Back then, I had no money or shelter. I ate tree bark, fought stray dogs for scraps, and slept through winter nights in a frozen forest.

This is the story of a young man with a secret talent who plays good samaritan and finds himself at the center of a battle bigger than himself... but he won't be alone! At least that's part of the gist for now.😅 Now let's see how it goes… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "The ghosts in my house wouldn't be so bad if they could just stop trying to cook" which will not appear in this form because it's allowed to work around them and so I did.

CHAPTER 1 I enjoy coming to the park at night, it's a place where I can relax, think freely without having someone around to bother me for staring at nothing, lost in my thoughts. I like to contemplate the night sky full of stars, the beautiful moon shining brightly and just stop to think, will I always live like this for the next few years of my life? I was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis when I was months old, I am now 19 years old.

He smiles, “Shall we eat?” I nod. We began to eat dinner together where Milo talked about his family, his dad, how horrible it was when his parents divorced and how he didn’t stop crying but didn’t understand why he was crying. He also talked to me about how he grew up in a small town in England and how simple his life was before he became famous. He mentioned how he was an ordinary boy in school, he told me about his hometown, about England, his mother adorable Anne, and his sister wonderful Gwyneth. Milo told me about his old band called White Eskimos when he was still not famous and how it didn’t turn out okay with the other lads before he auditioned for that singing competition, and ever