Nothing Goes Over My Head Novels & Stories

Seconds later, the feeling of tightness that was squeezing in the chest managed to make tears finally fall without needing to be asked. "If I could ask God, I would just leave this world." "And after you leave, the problem will immediately be solved, Aurora?" Sophia then shook her head. "What is there, you are adding to the sadness of Papa, Tristan and also Mario. They are even currently struggling to clear your name. Can't you appreciate their efforts?"

That very night, Baron rushed over with Michelle's parents in tow. When he saw my head wrapped in layers of bandages, the tight frown on his face finally eased a little. He sat down beside my bed, his voice soft with concern. "How could you be so careless? When I heard what happened, I nearly lost my mind." 'You nearly lost your mind, yet you still had the presence of mind to bring reinforcements first. You seem perfectly clear-headed to me,' I thought.

“Sorry we’ve been spending so much time in that abandoned city. We need to stay there so I can figure out everything I need to figure out. Her smile faded as she got a good look at me. “Okay, what’s wrong? And don’t say ‘nothing’ because you look like you just walked out of a horror movie.” I let out a breath and crossed my arms over my chest. “Do you ever feel like… maybe you’re in way over your head?” Simone blinked, head tilting. “Uh, yeah. Like, every other day. Why?” “I mean really over your head,” I pressed. “Like… no matter what you do, you can’t fix it. And maybe it’s only going to get worse.”

"Something's in the way." Standing up on my tippy toes, I pull myself up. I just need to swing my legs around. I don't want to land on my head. "Shit, grab her!" I'm out of time. Screaming, I lean over, and let myself fall.

After all, I wasn’t the one who had done anything wrong, so I should be able to face this head-on. That night, Samantha came to my room with a hat she’d crocheted herself. She set it on my head, spun me around, and grinned. “Out with the old, in with the new! Believe me, babe, you deserve better. “As for trash, whether it’s people or things, it belongs in the trash where it came from.” That night, I received one of the most meaningful gifts of my life and finally had a beautiful dream again.

This headache is killing me. To start, I first have to hurry up and get ready. At least I have to show my face on my last day to say goodbye to my office and to my friends, especially Phoebe. I just hope they don’t get fired like me because they took undertime yesterday to celebrate my first anniversary. If they get fired because of that, the guilt would haunt me for the rest of my life. I was supposed to get out of bed, but what is this? I can’t reach the floor?

The voice around me starts blurring into the air and I lift my head high as I put one foot in front of the other. They are nothing. N-O-T-H-I-N-G "Rocks" I froze instantly.

Leave it to Jennie to ask the question I’ve been dodging even in my own head. “Honestly? It’s a lot,” I admit, my voice barely above a whisper. “Half the time I feel like I’m in over my head, like I’m just waiting for the other shoe to drop. And the other half… well, I don’t even know what the other half is.”

" I'm not I will show you what overreacting is . " " Blue stop." The line went dead leaving me confused . ©#KCMmuoe

Not knowing what they mean to do to me or with me is the worse part. “Answer me.” His voice sounds as if it is coming from over my head so I look up but I still see nothing. It is as if there is no ceiling, just infinite darkness above me. It's ominous and I shiver, feeling completely dejected. There is no way to escape. I am well and truly stuck.