Showing The World What I Can Do Novels & Stories

"Please, check again… There has to be something wrong with the footage." He looked up, his face streaked with tears and snot. "So does this mean parallel worlds actually exist?" The officer shook him off, irritated. "If someone's missing, go file a report. Don't interfere with our work." The door shut in his face. Liam collapsed onto the cold ground, as if all the strength had drained out of him. A broken sound tore out of his throat. The golden boy everyone once admired had turned into someone strangers stared at on the street.

"I just... don't have a better way yet." Joseph lunged forward, gripping my hands, his voice fragmented. "Are you crazy? You can't take that risk! I won't allow it!" I yanked my hands free, my vision blurring with tears. "Let go. You're hurting me." He savagely tore at his own hair, collapsing against the wall as if his entire body had failed. "I'm useless. I should be the one who died!" I looked at him calmly. In that moment, there was surprisingly no sadness. Only a deep, consuming weariness.

"Then earn it. Build your own systems. Plant your own crops. Re-learn the languages of the earth that you traded for the 'Update.' The Sovereign will remain the safety net for as long as it takes for you to stand on your own. But do not mistake his mercy for a desire to own you." She stepped down from the podium, the crowd parting before her like the Red Sea. She had given them the truth, but she knew it wasn't enough. A world built on miracles would always resent the miracle-worker.

Alice screamed, She looked at him baffled as he stood in front of her unfazed about her outburst. “This is me! I wanted to spare you the heartache. But let me rip the bandage off your poor little heart quickly. I am not the innocent little girl you once knew. I am all fucked up. In more ways than you could ever imagine. Now you have seen what I can do and who I am. I am this… THIS FUCKING SOULLESS PERSON!” She breathed out heavily.

“Film yourself making these recipes. Post them. Show the world what you can do. Not just for us, not just for the family, but for you. People would adore this—seeing ancient recipes reimagined by you, brought to life in your kitchen.” Her brows rose, her lips parting in surprise. “You really think so?” “I don’t think,” I said firmly, “I know. You are extraordinary. And the world should see it.” For a moment she looked at me, really looked, as though measuring the weight of my words. Then she smiled, soft and certain. “Then I will.”

"What are you going to do?" "I do not know. If I say something, I look petty. If I do not, she will keep doing it." "Then you do not say something," Mira said. "You show something." "What do you mean?" "You have that big presentation tomorrow, right? The one for the executives?" "Yes." "Then you go in there, and you kill it," she said. "You make it so good that no one can question whose work it is. You show them exactly what you are capable of. Let your work speak for itself."

You got to get up You got to get up and make a move 'Cause the world will never see you until you do No, they don't really care what you're going through So you got to show them, baby You got to show them the real you You got to give them what you've got No, don't let them see what you're not 'Cause you are strong, you are wise You are worth beyond the thousand reasons why And you can't be perfect, baby 'Cause nobody's perfect, darling But, no, no, no, there's nobody in the world like you What do you do when you can't let go? (Can't let go)

that I am alive and kicking, safe and sound, and not numb enough to be a robot a lot of people expected me to be. "And I don't want the world to see me, 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand," The world once saw a glimpse of me and it turned out to be disaster. "When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am," I am me. This is me. This is my reality. It is a war yet it is serene. I am a warrior who fights but I am not a shield everyone can use to be saved from the disaster.

"If I ever lie to the world I can never lie to myself If I ever lose to the world I can never lose to myself If I ever run from the world I can never run from myself Even I don't see nobody I will always see myself Simantonnayana Prophecy coming to pass Simantonnayana Ya my mommy revelation is true Look in the camera Take a picture, cheese Them say, "Everything the picture sees" Them general overseas Men marry men, women marry women Nobody fear God, only scared of death Pastor using black power Father making love to his daughter See people going to church of Satan Rich man worshiping Lucifer If I ever lie to the world I can never lie to myself If I ever lose to the world I can never lose to

Everyone is trying to use that against me. I guess kindness isn't what most people want. If I acted in a harsh manner while exerting power, would they appreciate it then? If that is the case, then let’s do it. Let’s show them what power is. I stood up from my seat. “Where are you going?” Daniel asked, getting alert. I turned my gaze to him. “It’s time...” “For what?” “To let the world know who I really am...”