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“I’d do anything to be normal.” “Well, not to quote the thousands of teen novels and shows, but normal is overrated. No one is normal anymore.” “What about you?” I asked. “What about me?” He stared at me. “You seem pretty normal.” “Do I?” He asked, “Or is that what I want you to think? Or what you want to see so badly?” “Why do you talk like that?” I asked. He cocked his head to the side, and I knew he didn’t understand my question. “Like a fortune teller or something… so proper.”

Amidst the happiness that resonated through her being as she kissed the father of her children, Val remembered how he'd met him. ' What a strange encounter with a billionaire...' She couldn't help but think with an amused smile. THE END! ... SPECIAL AUTHOR'S NOTE!! Thanks to all my readers for the unending support and unduly patience for this book :). I really appreciate y'all. I hope you have enjoyed reading this book and have related well enough to its characters. Not that I plan to waste your time with this note, nor am I trying to preach a sermon. I'm a writer, and just as I must entertain, it is also to educate through relatable life experiences. Surely this book is a work of fiction, b

He raised an eyebrow, "It's near." "No, it isn't." "Yes, it is." "No, it's not." "Yes, it is." "No, it is not." "Yes, it is." "No!" I groaned, "It's too far away!" "No, you're just too lazy!" "Who wouldn't be?!" "A normal person!" "I'm not normal!" And that made him shut his mouth. "You are." "Nope, I'm crazily awesome." "Isn't that this book's author's name?"

Just looked at all of us—his family, his daughter, his whole world and smiled. That night, after Elena was asleep, after we’d collapsed into bed exhausted but content, Alina said something that stuck with me. “A year ago, I was trying to escape. To find normal, to fit into a world that made sense. And now here I am living the most abnormal life imaginable, and I’ve never been happier.” “Normal is overrated,” I agreed. “Completely overrated,” Jaxon confirmed. “We make our own normal,” Ronan said. “And ours is perfect.”

They want to know but they don’t want to force their father to tell them such things. "I didn't expect that either, I thought then that she was just a normal woman, of course for me she is still normal even though it's her true self and identity, because being normal is not defined by what you are. That is how you interact with other people, whether he is stronger than you or weaker. How you perceive the world, and how you deal with it. As long as you don't do anything bad to your neighbor and all you want is to live in peace, I think you are normal," Dominus said with a bright smile and because of what he said his companions looked at him. They think he is right and there is nothing wrong w

It was crazy and I knew things were going to go back to normal sooner or later, customs had changed traditions had changed, theories had changed, but the prospect of living was the only thing left to hold on to. I closed my eyes and got to sleep, It took me a while but I finally slept. It was morning and what woke me up was the sunlight shining through the window, not Nick, I looked at him and he was still lying on the bed, he slept so soundly and I got up from the bed. And got me tea, he came around after some time and I made him some too. It was early but it was the perfect time to find out what was in the book, I picked it up and my heart started beating faster than normal, maybe the anxi

Alright reserved. © 2020 Belle Cassy October 27, 2020 This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Chapter One: Introduction "We might look like a beast from the outside, but we are still normal creatures who also have emotions. It doesn't matter what you are, it's just the prejudice that made a person horrible. They only see you based on what they thought not on what they see... Open your eyes wider than yesterday and you'll see. -Grey

(eg when Kayley speaks, the format will be as this: Kayley ~ “Mike, what an awesome surprise. Where have you been?” Full adaptation will be dependent on the popularity of the old Interactive Story. Let me know what you think, of My Crazy Normal. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers ******************** I have never been a normal person; I have never done things the normal way, I have never lived by any of the normal rules or even met people the normal way. My normal is crazy, and I only live by my crazy rules. My name is Kaylee. This is my story, the story of my crazy normal world.

"The personal record was about the journey. This is about the arriving." He looked at the pages again. "The chapter about ordinary Tuesday mornings," he said. "The specific quality of the work when it is running correctly and the people are right and the day has the texture of a day that knows what it's doing." He paused. "I read that and I thought: this is what I would have wanted to know when I was at my worst. Not how to fix it. That it was possible to have this." "That is what the book is for," she said.

Normally, the car shouldn't have been like this. He usually read novels, so he kind of knew some stories. But he never thought these stories would happen to him. Whether it was the aunt with obvious burn scars, the old lady with a lifeless face, or even that wet little kid, the way they looked at him was strangely the same. Except for that sharply dressed boss, everyone else seemed weird. If just one person on the bus looked at you, it was nothing. But when everyone on the bus, including the driver, was staring at you, even if they were normal, you'd feel creeped out. Let alone when none of them were normal.