Normal People Explained Novels & Stories

"It's eleven." "ELEVEN?!" I launched myself out of bed, straight to the living room. I immediately regretted it because Every muscle in my body protested. Kaizen burst into laughter. "Relax." "RELAX?" I pointed dramatically toward the window, my hair was scattered all over my face, my eyes were slightly swollen due to the fact I slept terribly late…. "Normal people have attended lectures already." He shrugged. "Exactly." "What does that mean?" "It means we're not normal people."

he said, softly enough that Rory didn’t turn it into a headline. “What is?” I asked, even though I knew. He shrugged slightly. “This. Normal.” I kept my tone light because that word, normal, was starting to feel like a delicate thing. “Bright side,” I said. “Normal is free.” Jace smiled a little. “You say that like it’s rare.” “It is,” I said, and his smile faded just enough to remind me we were both thinking the same thing. Around 5:30, the door buzzer sounded.

“C-Calm down, please. I…didn’t mean to raise my voice at you…It was just an involuntary reflex! There’s been a crazy load of shit happening in my life since yesterday so…I think…it messed up my head a bit.” Exhaling a big sigh, my feet marched backward from her, while I tried to persuade in an amicable tone. I wasn’t certain how much I would be able to convince her, but still, I tried, “What I meant to say…is that…we…humans can’t eat abnormal food like you people do—” “Then do you want to say we are abnormal creatures, huh?”

I should’ve been sleeping. Instead, I was memorizing the exact angle of her smile. “Hey,” she murmured after a while, voice quieter. “Do you think people like us can ever have normal?” I didn’t answer right away. Her fingers found mine, curling lazily between them. “I don’t know about normal,” I said eventually. “But I know we can have real.” She looked up at me with those wide, too-honest eyes. “Real’s scarier than normal.” I nodded. “But it’s better.”

(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.

Be soft and leave a lasting impression on everybody you meet. People have gotten used to living a botched-up life — to be anxious, insecure, hateful, jealous, and in various states of unpleasantness through the day — slowly humanity has begun to see it as normal. None of these things are normal. These are abnormalities. Once you accept them as part of life they become normal because the majority has joined the gang of unpleasantness. They are all saying, "Unpleasantness is normal. Being nasty to each other is normal. Being nasty to myself is normal." Someone trusted that you would be doing good things at least to yourself and said, "Do unto others what you do unto yourself." I am telling you

Bee laughs, but only because she’s developed a crush on him. “No, that there’s an Abnormal in your class year!” I roll my eyes. Abnormals have been hunted by the government and anyone else that can get their hands on them for years. I don’t think it’s right. They are being attacked by people because of their abnormalities, hence the name. They’re special because they have certain capabilities or powers that make them better than the average person, which is why the government wants to stick their fingers in that particular cookie jar. Eventually they’ll find a really strong one they’ll want to try and duplicate the powers of.

Normalising what happened to me. We are what we are because of people like each other, and we exist because of one another. Both on opposite ends, yet the outcomes are always the same. Humans devoid of real feelings and empathy that cannot function like normal people. Neither of us can ever have a normal life or a normal relationship, we don’t play by the healthy rules and guidelines, he just reminded me of that.

I asked him and he laughed out loud. “That’s insane! Your imagination is superb!” He beamed. I smiled and shook my head. “People will think of you as a kind and nice guy because that’s what they see. People see the surface, unless they get to get deeper.” He smiled. “Well, I’m ordinary.” He started. “I’m not pretending to be something I’m not. But I’m nothing but Knight. I mean, I’m a normal nerd who likes to study more than have friends.”

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.”