Om Shanti Shanti Shanti Om Mga Nobela at Kwento

I look down at my hands and realize that I am suddenly glowing silver. Not understanding what was happening, I gasp and look back up at her. She was sitting now and just looked at me, showing me that everything will be ok. I close my eyes, trusting her with all my being and let the burning feeling engulf me.

“Get yourself together Fabri, you're a Sottocapo” The voice in my head ordered me towards composure. “You cannot afford to be vulnerable!” The voice again seemed strangely reassuring.

arohi whispered to her in rage " Shruti was going to say something, but when she saw Ranvijay standing up from his seat, she quickly made a run for her seat. Rajiv as usual started chanting Hanuman Chalisa for their lives, shruti was praying for arohi"s well being. On the contrary, Arohi kept looking at Ranvijay who was reaching toward her. She was a little nervous from inside but her anger took over her fears and ronn kept walking to come near her, each step bringing her back from her angry former to her nervous form.

"Elementary School Building, Wing 5. April 17th, 2015. Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as in heaven. Give us today our daily bread. Forgive us our sins as we forgive those who sin against us. Save us from the time of trial and deliver us from evil. For the kingdom, the power, and the glory are yours now and for ever. Amen." He stopped the recorder and moved to the end of the all. With a camera in hand, he snapped a picture of the empty corridor.

“Hocus-pocus…” “Voilà …” “Open se.same…” “Sim sala bim…” “mojo…” "Calamari's" “Mother of the earth…great mother of mothers…hear the voice of your daughter, Aloha, accept my wish and grant Effa healing from heaven… Make her whole again…. Taken away her sickness and give her…” Just as she wanted to recite the last part, a loud cracking echoed in the room, the room filled with the exact light Aloha saw in the room.

Sandy: Let me live within the moment. Let me feel all that I can. Let me cherish life for all it's worth, With everything I am. Let me see what's right in front of me, With vision crystal clear. And face what's waiting there for me, With no hesitance or fear. May I wake each day with gratitude, For all my life may be. And always feel that wonderment At the world surrounding me. May I welcome any strangers With an open heart and mind.

Harlan beside—coffee in hand, hair wilder than yesterday. General Voss—new face, Joint Chiefs—stern, decorated. **Colonel Reyes:** “Storm Queen. Channel secure. Shambhala node active?” I nod. Second screen blooms—serene light. The One appears—robes simple, background the crystal lake island. Monks faint in distance, chanting soft. **The One (voice calm, resonant):** “Greetings, children of the revealed and the hidden. The cycles turn. We speak as one.” Third feed—Storm Academy local.

My mother and I were raised in Hindu culture, though my father's entire family was Catholic. We used to do yoga, meditation, and chanting every day at home. There is one thing my mother taught me. When we go to any new place, we feel uncomfortable for a while, don't we? When you get to a new room, you don't get sleep. Mummy told me that Om Namah Shivaya mantra should be recited frequently whenever there is such a place. I have already got my benefit. When I meet someone new, I chant this mantra in my head if I feel blocked from talking to them. Suddenly my mind will settle, and I will feel comfortable like at home.

Immediately I stood up from my chair. “I am Alpha and Omega. Nothing should scare me anymore. I will get the beast and after it, I will get the general," I replied.

I am Chloe Patterson, the Omega. I grit my teeth as the pain reaches my hip bones. I refuse to scream! I can do this. I close my eyes, and I picture my mom. I imagine her smiling and clapping for me, and the pain in my body dims just a tad. Her light brown eyes are full of love as she watches me shift for the first time, and I smile within my mind at the image. Pain shoots up my spine, and my skull feels as if it is being ripped apart, but I keep smiling to myself even though my real teeth are clenched. Mom gives me a thumbs up in my head, and I laugh/cry as my elbow breaks.