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When Amanda was in the school for barely three weeks ,she realized almost all her classmates were using the latest phone"iPhone 13 pro max This made her to see her iPhone eight as an outmoded one and felt left out. On her way home she smashed it on one of the pavements leading to where the driver was packed waiting for her . The screen got badly cracked when she picked it up and not it was malfunctioning. With a heavy and sad face ,she opened the car and sat in and the driver drove off. "Now they have no option but to get me a new phone" Amanda said referring to her parents. Finally they arrived in the house.." mom!!!, mom, she shouted. Her mother responded ,what! we've got a super duper eme

I still remember it like it happened just yesterday, it's plain as day in my memory, the first time I saw Melvin Cross, the love of my life; I was a three year old kid who just got lost,I wandered the streets of California for days, I had just arrived there from Seoul, where I lived with my Asian Mother, I had never seen my father and I didn't even know I had a twin sister and my Mother's face I could barely remember, I was just a three-years old kid, lost, scared and hungry as I have been wandering the streets for three days, I was so hungry I thought I was gonna die soon, all I had on me was a locket necklace, which I remember my mother telling me not to loose it, I cried and cried, but fo

He embraced her from the back and rubbed her arms, trying hard to soothe her. "I know you're all new to this and you're thinking maybe you're doing very bad at it. I just want you to know, that there's always a first time for everything. And for every first time, there's always a screw-up. More like a bad day first day kinda thing but what I want you, my love," he kissed her neck, "to know, is that for every first time, and for every screw-up, I'm always there for you. I'm always there with you."

Never Again 🌷 “Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you.

Unheard. Still watching. Still waiting. Not yet. But soon. Very soon. The first crack had already formed. And once something breaks— It never goes back the same way again.

Even without air conditioning, it was bitterly cold. The scene could not be more propitious. I remembered Lysa going over the details of her “firsts” without any qualms. Not that she was that experienced, but she was definitely smarter than I was in that area. “To be good at first, you need to be very lucky. I had three first times, if you know what I mean,” she said.

NOAH I’ve always liked the way the Order keeps their workers in the loop when it comes to new and old cases. They send a new text everyday—updates about an old case, information on the new ones. Orderly. I liked it. Gets me in the mood for work instantly. Today, however, the familiar ping from my phone which notifies me of their text doesn’t send a thrill down my spine. In fact, I’m more than tempted to throw my phone across the room the moment I read the contents of said text.

You never forget the moment you experience something for the first time. In a way it plays a part in constructing aspects that become who you are. It can oftentimes determine what your life would be. I will never forget the first book I read, the first poem I wrote, the first time I left home alone nor the first time I felt the baby kick. No doubt there are more firsts waiting on some bridge for me to cross. It was only a matter of time before I would come across some firsts that would haunt me.

"Now just tell me why you're acting like that if the guy is known to be a woman's man." I sat up abruptly, pulling away from the comfort of the pillow and turning to face her. "That's exactly the problem, isn't it?" I huffed, my breath shaky. "I don't know what the hell happened to me. I never had a one-night stand with anyone before. It's not something I do." Rachel's smile softened, and she pushed herself off the bed to sit closer to me. "There's always a first time for everything."

—Try to remember and tell me the first time you told him you loved him,— asked my mother, and I didn't understand her question, but she just looked at me, nodding her head, so I would let her do it. —Well, he and I have told each other many times. The first one was..., it was ....... haaaa...... the first one was ......,— she said holding her hand to her head, trying to remember, but she knew she couldn't recognize something that never happened in her life —I don't know it— she said confused.