Sorry Not Sorry Dreams Mistakes And Growing Up Novels & Stories

the doctor said and flashed me a ‘I’m sorry but congratulations’ look then turned around to leave. “You… are.. pre..gnant,” the nurse stuttered and I totally understood why she was un easy about it. Mama on the other hand was completely quiet but I knew she was mad at me and mad at David. My mother has a reputation of making people pay for crossing her and I knew she was already plotting her plans for David. “Mama, no” I said, looking her way. “My Bonita, what do you mean no? Allow me to make his life miserable,” she said, clenching her fist.

“I’m sorry I didn’t try.” Sorry fixes nothing.

Eliana The voices of the people around me faded into white noise as I stared out the window, my mind no longer in the present but in the past. I thought back to the day it all started,my hatred for Melissa. EIGHT YEARS AGO. I laid in bed, my phone in hand as I read the same four words over and over again. “I'm sorry but I don't think we would work out, I love someone else I know it isn't fair that it's your sister but… I hope you understand, have a nice life.”

"People their age don't change their views overnight." But even as she said it, neither of them could shake the feeling of frustration. The Golden family had started from the same place as theirs, yet Graham's future was skyrocketing—like he was riding a rocket straight up. Becoming the King of Silverton, even the King of Silverton State, no longer seemed impossible. Meanwhile, their own families could only stand by and watch. 'How much are we missing out on? They're going to regret this someday. Why can't they just learn from Mr. Golden?'

“Trust me. I am still that same person. And I'm sorry that my life isn't turning out the way you hoped. I'm sure when the time comes, I'll have the same hopes and dreams for my child.” “Yes. You will.” He releases a chuckle, running a hand over his head before taking a seat of his own. “You're going to learn pretty fast what it feels like to stand back and watch your kid make a mistake. You can try with all your might, but there's no changing their mind.” “I'm sorry I've put you through that.” “You don't seem very sorry.”

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for that to happen. Are you okay? I was just trying to have a little fun. I didn't think it would fly that far." Lily turned around, glaring at her loudly shouting, "You little bitch. You hit me on purpose! What are you even doing here?" Ada squeezed out tears, saying, "I'm so sorry," clasping her hands together in prayer. "I'm just a student on spring break here, trying to have fun. Please don't make things hard for me." As soon as Ada appeared with her frantic shouts, she caught the attention of other people, and her pitiful demeanor made them feel uncomfortable. She was immediately assisted by an approaching gentleman who appeared to be an acquaintance of

she says softly. “They will be…” I tell her. “I want them to have the childhood I didn’t get…” she says. “I don’t want them to make the same mistakes I did when I was a child…” “We’ll be here for them, if they ever do make mistakes, we’ll be here to pick up the pieces. We’ll be here to love and support them.” I tell her. She nods. “Of course… Making dumb mistakes is a part of growing up I know…” she leans into my arms.

Regina listened attentively, her gaze unwavering and her heart open to her daughter's pain. Regina's gaze remained soft and understanding as Vivian poured out her heart. When Vivian finally paused, her mother's words were a soothing balm to her wounded soul. "My dear, life has taught me that making a mistake doesn't make you a bad person," Regina began, her voice gentle but firm. "It's the choices we make after that mistake, the actions we take to make amends and grow from it, that truly defines our character." Vivian absorbed her mother's wisdom, finding solace in her words. Regina's experience and perspective offered a guiding light in the midst of her turmoil.

“No problem.” ………………………………………………. “Good morning everyone, how was your night?” Chris asked a bunch of people sitting in front of a TV. Different set of eyes balanced on him “How are you dear?” The most elderly woman amongst the bunch asked. “I think I would be fine.” He replied Concern creeped into her face “Why is that?” “I had a disturbing dream in the midnight and I don’t remember anything about it” Chris said with his mouth full of toast bread and a cup of coffee on his hand.

"Now can you explain this unprompted attitude of yours" "I'm terribly sorry ma, I lost my mom" Mareili said shyly, trying to avoid every look of self pity. Mr. Thompson removed her spectacles. "So? How does that got to do with my work? Are you the only one who lost a parent, some kids younger than you are even loose two yet they stay strong and here I was thinking I was doing you a favor by letting you work with me even though I observed you and saw how weak and dull you are and you've just proved me right, just a parent and you gave yourself a day off coming into my office dressed like some commercial stripper I am so much ashamed and disappointed at you and I'm sorry to say this... YOU ARE