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The air hostess already helped me unfold the chair into a mini bed. I strapped myself into the belt so that whatever had just happened would not repeat itself again. I needed distance. Not just physically, but mentally. To keep myself grounded, to distract myself from him and everything that had just happened, I pulled out a novel, “Nearly All Men in America Are Crazy” from my handbag and began to read. *** Lucas’ POV My heart sank when I saw the novel she began to read. I knew that book. It was a bestseller that many women rushed to buy to understand how to understand the plans of men against them.

I sold that nightmare-filled house and used the remaining money to open a small bookstore, specializing in books on women's self-defense and legal aid. Cara quit her job to help me. We weren't rich, but life was peaceful. Sometimes, ladies would come into the store and cry. I'd pour them a cup of tea, just as Cara did for me. And despite what I lost, my life wasn't empty. I eventually adopted a two-year-old girl with eyes as bright as the stars. I named her Hope. I wanted her to know to never lose hope. The evil would always be punished. My nightmare was over. Destiny had collected every debt owed to me, down to the last cent.

There was a room available, so I rented it. The innkeeper, Archie Duncan, was friendly. In the evening, while we sat around the fire, he entertained the guests with strange stories about Doom Canyon. Doom Canyon was also known as Ravenspire Canyon. The locals of Maranigan referred to it as the "Gateway of Reincarnation." But guides never dared take anyone inside. Archie asked, "Did you come alone?" I shook my head. "With my wife." "But I don't see her," Archie said, confused.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Thanks." Casey handed over her loyalty card, still distracted by the strange man. "Double shot today, please. Covering Mika's shift." "Rough," Prisha sympathised, punching in the order. "Hey, did you ever finish that dragon book you were working on? My niece is obsessed with dragons lately." Casey's attention snapped back. "Still working on it. Turns out writing a novel while working at fast food isn't the productivity hack they advertise."

Hi! It's me your author CrazyMe016, Unknown gamer has come to it's end... Of it's book one! Yes! It has part two! But I'm not sure when will I able to write the book two. I'm about to give birth this coming April and will be busy nursing my kids. But I wish when I come back to goodnovel again, you still can support me. Thank you so much for supporting my works especially this story. Thank you, thank you for the bottom of my heart. It was nice to be able to convey which I always just in mind.

Jenni laughs, the kind of laugh that bubbles out of her, half amused, half horrified. But crazy works. “Crazy is the thing that pulls people in,” I say, my excitement building. “Imagine it, I could promote the book with ‘Researched by following a real-life serial killer.’ You know I’m right.” God, this is it. This is exactly what I need.

Dear Reader Thank you for reading the first chapter of the book called, My Crazy Normal. My Crazy Normal was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form. The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended. Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published. (eg when Kayley speaks, the format will be as this: Kayley ~ “Mike, what an awesome surprise. Where have you been?”)

Rachel immediately hide the journal she had been reading. " What is that you're reading? " He proceeded to asked her noticing her attempt to hide what she is reading. "It nothing Hon, just a piece of sad story I was enjoying reading. I found it with the things belonging to my grandmother Anna."

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But in my mother's eyes, I'm still the stubborn little girl who refuses to do what she's told. "My dear, hurry up and marry," Auntie Ngozi continues, patting my arm like I'm a child. "A husband is a woman's glory. Forget all this new generation nonsense – it won't take you anywhere." I want to scream. I want to tell them that I don't need a man to complete me, that I'm perfectly happy on my own. I want to explain that marriage isn't some magical cure for loneliness, that sometimes being alone is better than being with the wrong person.