Show Yourself Novels & Stories

“Check for the things on your body - phone, smartwatch, whatever. Usually, they would take it, but if you have tracking devices like in a hairpin or something - discreetly activate them.” “Then, you slowly get up and check for exits. See which ones are locked, which are open, and which are doable.” “Take something for self-defense. Preferably something small that you can hide. While taking it, do it discreetly so even the people watching don’t know you have something on you.” “If you hear anyone coming, you play dead.” “If they know you are conscious, they are watching you.” “If they give you something to eat or drink, don’t do it.”

“You want my power? Then stop lying to yourself. You’re not strong enough because you don’t even know who you are.” “What?!” I yelled out angrily.

I don’t want to be afraid of myself. He looked at me steadily, a soft smile touching his lips. “Then start by accepting who you are. Don’t hide from it. Don’t pretend it’s not there. The power, the glow—whatever it is—it’s part of you now. You can’t undo that. So, you might as well embrace it.” I exhaled slowly, feeling a strange sense of clarity washing over me. For the first time all night, I let myself see the truth—*I am more than I thought I was. I’m powerful. And I refuse to let that power be my downfall.*

less of the person you have called yourself to be or what you have told yourself to be, I looked back as if you see if anyone was following me, because if anyone would be in the type of situation I was in and this world in general that I lived in it will be very cautious and a normal thing to watch your back every single time because most of the times you are been watched and you don't even know it

The stage where you can see the audience, some you knew as closest to your heart because it just feels right to have them and some who silently bashes you but gives you strength to stay still, ready to show them what you've got, amazingly revealing to them what they have been missing about you. Then finally you'll be able to tell the world, "this is me, and you can now gasp and be surprise of who I became to be."

"Is there anything else you need to know?" "What am I?" "Pardon?" I exhaled. "I need to know who I am and what powers I possess. I see trances, hear voices, what does that mean?" "It clearly means… Well, it has two meanings. One, your powers are trying to reach out to you by manifesting in different ways. Two, someone or something, is trying to contact you. The next time you hear or see anything, when such a thing happens, take a deep breath with your eyes closed, relax and say 'Show yourself, I'm ready to listen'. Then open your eyes. If you see nothing, then it's your power, but if you do, then listen to what the spirit or spirits have to say."

Toward the truth. Toward herself.

Zander said. “Then what will?” I asked. He held my gaze for a second before answering. “You need to show yourself properly.” I tilted my head slightly. “What does that mean?” He didn’t rush his response. “Publicly,” he said. “Officially.” I studied his expression. “You’re talking about an announcement.” “I’m talking about more than that,” he replied. “A statement. Something that makes it clear who you are and where you stand.” I let out a small breath. “And you think that’s going to fix this?”

"Goodnight Daddy." He did not answer. But I knew this was only the beginning. I went up to my room with his taste still on my tongue and his fingers still burning inside me. The rain kept falling but I was no longer scared of it. I was scared of how much I wanted more. **100 Ways to Damn Yourself**

"I'm not even doing anything...why can't I just be myself.. is that wrong?" "I'm warning you Precious... better be yourself pretty soon before you find yourself homeless..."