Normal People Novels & Stories

I pressed my hands to my temples. Normal is a human term, my wolf chimed in. There is nothing normal about us. We are a legendary powerhouse who can shift between forms. We are sheer magik, Zora. I need to be a “Normal” wolf then, I said with another slight eye roll. Whatever that means. You do realize, even your mother and Lunerly do not know what “normal” is for a wolf? My wolf said. I creased my eyebrows. What do you mean?

It's completely fine to find other people good-looking. "What? Are you getting attracted to other people? I shouldn't have said that," he said, still frowning. I laughed softly there. "No seriously. It's normal to find other people good-looking," I said with a shrug. "Getting attracted to other people is not normal," he said annoyed. "Yeah, I worded it wrong. But it's normal to find them pretty and good-looking," I said. I don't even understand why we are getting so worked up over this.

It was actually really great how he was just being normal, like every other average human unlike other wealthy people who would never even be caught in a street like this or a town like this or even a diner this small. I liked and enjoyed the fact that he was just being him and having fun with it. You should see many rich people out there; their attitudes disgust me sometimes. Why the fuck do they usually be like that? I mean, I get the fact that you grew up rich and you never ever suffered a day in your entire life, you literally had everything handed to you on a platter of gold and you never lacked anything but can you act normal and regard other regular humans? Please.

Maybe speak to Sharlene if I actually see her. I walked into the cafeteria and was engulfed by the familiar smell of multiple meals and pastries. I wondered what was today's special. Walking to the counter to make an order, I greeted the lady that usually serves lunch. She looked to be in her sixties as her large grey afro was visible under the hairnet she wore. Her dark skin was full of wrinkles and she had the kindest smile I've ever seen. She was absolutely beautiful, just like her home in Africa.

"They care for her, they are just showing it in the most stupidest ways. They say and I roll my eyes. The conversation stopped their and we just enjoyed being in each other presents. One day our humans will be like this. They just need to get their heads on straight.

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.

It’s аnоthеr wоrld оut there. People are hеаdіng to work аnd gоіng оn with nоrmаl lives аѕ іf nоthіng unuѕuаl hаѕ hарреnеd. For a mоmеnt I thіnk аbоut how hugе Nеw Yоrk Cіtу really is. Millions of people are hurtіng rіght now, mіllіоnѕ аrе ѕtіll eating breakfast.

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

--- Not revisiting old wounds. --- --- Just existing in the same space. --- --- Talking about small things. --- Her work. His schedule. Random thoughts that didn’t carry emotional weight. --- --- And somehow— --- That felt bigger than any deep conversation they had ever had. --- --- Because this— --- This was what they never had before. --- --- Normal. --- --- And normal— --- Normal was stable. --- --- When he finally stood to leave— --- There was no hesitation. --- No awkwardness. --- ---

He glances away from me, looking ahead out the window, I slowly get off the bed and walk over to him, standing next to him but maintaining the necessary space between us. I too look out the window, watching people minding their own business and getting on with their lives , each person passing the next person and just a stranger, not fully aware of what each is going through. It's amazing how it may seem like your life is normal or just going right when in reality you are going through stuff, stuff no one would have imagined one would go through or would survive, that's why the human life is quite a mystery yet amazing to learn.