Novel & Cerita My Little Life

"My entire life, I'm treated like a doormat. Leena do this. Leena do that. No Lee, you can't eat the food that the pack eats, you have to eat scraps from the garbage that are moldy and mildewed." "Lee, sleep on this broken down cot with these nasty ass blankets. Lee, go to sleep, but only after everyone else does. Lee, wake up before everyone else. Lee, you can't do anything for yourself!" "Dammit all to hell, if I say that I can't sleep, I can't sleep! If I wanted to be a mindless puppet, I would have begged you harder to kill me, hell one of your guys could have done it for all I care."

And confusion at all this sudden change in our lives – But mostly, suddenly, overwhelmingly…hope. Hope that I – that we – can do something to help this little girl have a good life. This little girl who is so…so fucking frail. She’s not a small creature by any means – she’s Jackson’s kid, after all – she has none of the tiny bird-boned loveliness of Rosie or Seraphina. But god, she’s just so thin – Like Midnight – like she’s never had a proper meal in her life –

Lily’s POV “What’s it like living here for most of your life? Is it good? I bet it is.” I kicked a stray pebble, it flicked into a pond. Sinking straight to the bottom. Just like my life. Downhill in pretty clothing i’ll say. I tugged at the sleeve of my shirt.

The driver saud as Liam and Lisa got down and walked in to the grave yard that was extremely silent They walked until the stopped in front of a very decorated grave Lisa bent as she dropped the banquet she bought on her way on the grave "Dad, I'm sorry for not coming for so long, but don't worry everything is ok now" "The company has entered a new height under my leadership, the chip in my brain has also been removed "So now as you've always wished, I now live like a normal person. I no longer see people's memory and I don't kill any more" Lisa paused as tears filled her eyes

Shelly pov I'm crying in my room.i told my parents that I don't wanna to get Married right now. I want to complete my study and become something in future on my own. I want to make my career. But my parents said that they just wanna to marry me off to a good family and free from their responsibilities. Like seriously. Well my name is Shelly shukla. I am 19 year old with brown hair and hazel eyes. My skin is creamy white with round face and straight nose. My dream is to become a successful computer programmer in future. I just love technology very much.

It was a kid’s show, though my brother had also secretly enjoyed watching it with me during his downtime. Juliana’s eyes latched onto the screen of my phone as I began playing The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy at low volume – loud enough for her to hear it, but low enough so it wouldn’t disturb the other patrons. It had taken me forever to figure out how to work the different apps on my phone yesterday while Juliana had been sleeping. I had never been very technologically advanced, and then being stuck in a prison cell for ten fucking years really fucked me over. By the time our food came, Juliana was halfway into episode two, and her water was gone. I asked Aimee to refill her glass, a

Now, I live alone in the tiny house she left behind—barely standing, but still the only place that feels like home. *** Four days later I sat on the old sofa in our small living room, the springs poking my back as I watched our flickering TV screen. It was showing Teen Spotlight, and the girl being interviewed was Elena Scarlet—the only daughter of America’s richest man. She was my age, maybe even in the same grade. Everything about her sparkled—her skin, her hair, even her smile. She was everything I ever wished I could be. I watched her excitedly whenever I was free, drawn to her like she was made of sunlight.

My clothes still smelled like burnt sugar and smoke. Our apartment was small—just two bedrooms, a kitchen barely big enough to turn around in, and walls so thin you could hear the neighbors argue about the same things every night. Rent was cheap, which was the only reason we could afford it. I kicked off my shoes by the door and leaned against the wall for a moment, closing my eyes. “Mommy!” That small, bright voice hit me before I even saw him. A tiny blur rushed from the living room and crashed into my legs. I opened my eyes and looked down at a pair of wide brown eyes staring up at me, full of light and life.

I love her. It is then that I realize you could hear a pin drop in the place. The only sounds are my ragged breaths and her light sobs. People are awestruck including the DJ. “Come home with me, please, Little Kitten,” I plead without turning around to look at her. “I want to have fun, but you ruined it!” She shines.

Millie POV. "Wake up, wake up," I heard someone says waking me up, and I whined, wanting to sleep some more, why to wake up, it's still early to wake up, I whined. "Come on little girl, it's time to wake up," the voice says again calling me little, but I'm not a little, I'm a big girl. I decided to wake up just to tell the person who was trying to wake me up that I'm not a little and I'm a big girl.