Novel & Cerita Questions To Make You Think Twice

:) I hope you have fun. Me: I will. I put my phone down and start to turn away, but then a thought crosses my mind. I turn back around and pick the phone back up. Me: Hey can I ask you a weird question? Tiffany: Sure. Me: Does it bother you? Where I stand on the issue of sex? Tiffany: What do you mean?

The mystery of my past and I suddenly realise what my question is. It may not be the one that will give me all the answers, but I believe it’s the right one… “H-how do…” ‘What are you about to ask?!’ The voice hisses. Can’t she hear my thoughts? I try to close my mind off, hoping I’m doing the right thing. “You have your question… just remember every truth comes at a price.” I nod slowly, determined that my question is the right one.

Marcus crossed his arms at his chest, “Your mind seems leagues away, what are you thinking?” I shook my head and drew in a deep breath and exhaled loudly. “Let’s assume I’m to consider this absurd idea of yours, not that I am, were speaking hypothetically, now right? What’s the idea?” I flipped my tablet closed and pushed back on my chair to straighten my spine. “What do you have in mind? How would it even work? what do we even tell people?” “Shall I answer that in order or is there a specific one you’d like me to start?”

My eyes snapped up slightly, my eyes locking onto him as the realization hit me. He was looking straight at me. "My apologies, I didn't quite catch that." “…I’ll repeat my question. What do you think would drive someone to traffic werewolf organs? And who do you think the buyers are?” Out of everyone in this damn room, why was he asking me such questions? Did he know? Was he just trying to bait me? No. He couldn’t. If he knew, this wouldn’t be a question. “I believe that people tend to do… questionable things when they’re pushed into corners.” I answered, keeping my tone neutral. Desperation makes people creative.”

Anyone asking too many questions. Including me.

I asked him, hoping he would have a good answer to my question. "Sometimes taking a walk might really be helpful, because you might see things you haven't seen before, and they would make you entertained." He explained, Somehow I felt he might be right. But I still have to ask him further to be sure I was going to do a good thing, and not just waste my precious time. "Something new like what?" I asked him, making him keep quiet immediately. "Why aren't you answering my questions?" I asked him, realizing he was still quiet.

“People who pretend to know everything.” “I definitely won’t have that problem.” “And applicants who ask too many questions.” “Do I ask too many questions?” “Well, asking questions is better than asking none. So I guess I also hate people who don’t ask questions.” I eyed him. “Now, I’m confused.” Gary made a gesture with his fingers. “If you want me to go any further, I expect consulting fees.” “I can pay you with microwaved pancakes.” “I’ll decline.” “They’re pretty good.”

“A lot on your mind?" I blinked, startled. “Oh. I was just… thinking.” “I could see that. Can I ask what it is about?” I hesitated. I could not tell him. Even though he could actually hold some answers to the questions bugging me. If only there was a way I could ask him, without appearing suspicious. Then it hit me... I forced a smile, straightening. “How about we play that game again?” I said. “The one from yesterday. I ask a question, you answer honestly — then it’s your turn.”

Mind racing. "I mean," Wonder continued innocently, "you're teaching us to question our certainties. To doubt our beliefs. To hold everything lightly. But aren't you certain about that teaching? Aren't you convinced that doubt is necessary? Aren't you sure that holding things lightly is wise? So should we doubt that, too? Should we question whether questioning is good? Should we hold lightly the teaching about holding things lightly?" The silence deepened. Every face turned toward the beginning. Beginning opened their mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.

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