Opinions Questions Novels & Stories

"Because your opinion matters most." "..." There was no inflection in Douglass's voice, making it difficult to discern what he was thinking. "Do you want to have it?"

Her actions had put her in this situation, and she was afraid that she might unintentionally harm me if she continued to do things her way. "You seem really down today, huh?" I said, giving her cheeks a playful pinch to try to cheer her up. "Let me tell you something." As she looked at me expectantly, I continued, "Imagine you have a pair of well-branded sneakers that you've worn for a long time. It seems that the left pair starts to show more wear and tear than the right. It's always tripping you up and getting dirtier faster. Meanwhile, the right pair remains in good condition. One day, while walking down the street, you notice that the left shoe is critically damaged. It's still holding t

"She was exactly who I remembered before all of it." I looked at my coffee.... "And yet here you are," I said She was quiet for a moment. "I said I'd tell you what I found," she said. "I'm telling you." "What happens next?" she said. I looked at her. "You don't force people to doubt someone they love," I said. She looked at me. "You plant questions," I said. "Small ones. Things that don't require defending against because they're not accusations.... they're observations. The kind that sit in a person's mind and return occasionally. That accumulates slowly." I paused.

He stated an opinion. "What makes you say so?" I raised an eyebrow. "Observation, again." He chuckled, probably already anticipating that I wasn't going to like that response at all. "Have you been watching me?" I seductively purred, and looked at him straight in the eye. "What if I have been?" He evaded my question. "I don't like people who answer my questions with questions of their own," I muttered with narrowed eyes. "Well, good for you." He scoffed.

It was a couple of seconds before he did say anything. "What's your opinion on it?" He questioned, gazing up at the sky. "What?" I asked, confused. He turned his face to look at me. "You know, when you said being a virgin depends on how the person looks at it. What does that mean?" I blinked, confused by his random start in conversation and shook my head. Nevertheless, I thought of an answer.

"What kind of questions?" Agent Chen stood, extending her hand. I did not shake it. "The kind that determine whether you all go to prison or not," she said calmly. "So I suggest you sit down. This is going to take a while.”

’’ Barbra sked as I stood their silently. ‘‘What do you think?’’ he asked me expecting me to have a final say or opinion on the matter. I wasn’t used to people asking for my opinions, nobody did, they just did their stuff without giving an iota of care or remorse about what I thought about or would actually do. ‘‘I dint know, you will just figure what to do with it,’’ I replied politely. My decisions were always poor and terrible and have bad consequences that I didn’t want to wish on it.

“Damn!!! This questions are freaking raw and it’s making me remember that I will have to loose my virginity for this job. “ “I ticked yes with a disgusted face.” “Have you ever think about giving birth? If yes explain and this question is very optional because you can’t skip it.” “I have never thought of loosing my virginity not to even think of giving birth so how the hell am I suppose to get an answer for that?” “Here are this agencies saying that the question is optional.” “They leave me with no choice than to ask g****e about the answer because I can’t write about what I have never thought about.”

when Dahlia and I are always close to him he feels like he is weak, so this could be good for him as well. “ I don't think anybody asked for your opinion, did we?” “ you don't have to ask for it I give my opinion to people as the guidance counselor of the school” “Do you think their opinion matters because I don't? there is nothing that you will say that will make me feel any better right now, I am blaming the school, do you think I want to hear anything that comes out of your mouth? why don't you show it up your ass?”

"that's good it's beautiful from here. Hey do you want to play a game" "if you want to play board games then sorry I suck at it" "Nah, I am talking about twenty questions" "Okay but I will go first, what is your favourite spot" " I like to be in the open air so I spend most of my timer on the terrace" "Ohh, your turn now" After two miners of silence, he said "who do you hate the most" "I don't hate maybe I am disappointed by some people but I don't hate anyone"