Nothing To Everything Novels & Stories

Nothing else matters other than that. .....................

Sutton splurges here obviously. It’s an easy swipe she says. I would agree. Having it all put together almost for you releases a lot of that built up stress and tension. Just removes the nerves and means the hosts can also join in and celebrate. I have no resolutions. None. Not one. There are goals I have.

And that was everything. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Ignoring everything. Not again. right?

And everything becomes nothing, fading away to blackness. To Be Continued....

He was not worth it. From the early days when my parents yelled in anger, to the later days when they spoke in soft persuasion and quiet worry, I had made them anxious for nothing. "Don’t worry, Mom. This time, I will get into university,” I said firmly as I grabbed her hand. All those dreams I used to cling to… They were nothing but delusions I created for myself. The next morning came early. As I was leaving my home, I inevitably ran into Leo. He called out to me from behind, but I pretended not to hear, lowered my head, turned quickly, and walked away.

Still refusing to give up. That was something. That was everything. *****

And everything— Changed.

"Everything. Tonight." The line went dead.

Everything else was noise. Here we go again…