Novelas y relatos de Paragraph Enders

Pang hapon na klase na pero hindi ko parin makalimutan ang nangyari kanilang assembly. Tinitigan ko ang I.D. Ngayon ko lang naisipan tanggalin ang papel na tumatakip sa mukha niya. Nang tuluyan kong natanggal ang papel ay naramdaman kong pumula ang mukha ko. Havier, Philip Arthur B. 2nd Year College- Business Management

Always us. THE END

Tears roll down her cheeks. “Why are you crying?” “I was thinking about bald eagles.” “Bald eagles?” I raise an eyebrow. “Bald eagles make you cry?” “They used to be endangered. But they’re not anymore. They’re so majestic and beautiful and I’m just so happy they’re not endangered anymore.” I don’t mean to laugh, but dammit, she’s so fucking adorable. “Remember how you said it wasn’t fair that I didn’t get to experience drunk-Quinn?”

Love and family. THE END

As they tumbled through the void the black text on Elara's wrist began to form a new sentence. The letters burned into her skin with a finality: THE END OF ELARA VANCE. Beneath it, a tiny fractured line of gold ink, a remnant of the pen she had given him, struggled to form a single punctuation mark at the very edge of her palm. A question mark. Through the roaring wind of the freefall, Julian's grip on her hand never loosened. "Hold on!" he shouted. His voice faded into the rising static. "I see the lights! The real ones!"

" I had been with her since I was eighteen, supporting her as she started from nothing and watching her education company grow into an industry leader. I had also watched her become a graduate advisor at one of the country's top universities. And in the end, ten years of companionship and sacrifice could only be exchanged for five properties. With just a few casual words, she crushed my heart into pieces. My voice began to tremble. "Olivia! I don't want to play this April Fools' prank with you. Please stop lying to me, okay?" I still didn't believe it and desperately wanted to hear even the slightest possibility of another answer. Then the voice on the other end changed. It was Brad Walker,

I'm glad Esmeralda is part of my life and now she'll be the reason why I need to end this once and for all, so I can have all the time on earth with her. She's the life at my dead ends

Then I commented underneath it. "Thanks for the concern, everyone. We've broken up. Please don't bother me about this."

I couldn't tear my gaze from the intertwined hands in the photo. Their faces were not shown. Only their hands were. The woman had a French manicure, while the man's fingers were long and slender. On his pale wrist was a faint raised scar, almost unnoticeable, like a thin mark hidden beneath his skin. Others might have missed it, but I never would. It was evidence that I saved him from death. Luke and I grew up together. We were in the same classes throughout elementary school and high school. Back then, he was nothing like the composed gentleman in a suit he was today.