Stop It Novels & Stories

Daisy still kept silent, calm as if nothing had happened. Dash’s head was like mud, he couldn’t remember anything. He quickly rushed into the bathroom and poured cold water on his head. A few blurry, fragmented images exist in memory. To stop Daisy's annoying crying. Dash sees Daisy as nothing more than a stuffed animal. Cover her nose, pinch her cheeks, spread her mouth, strangle. Being bothered too much. Daisy also reacted a bit. Mumbling something, she turned over and leaned in the other direction, continuing to sleep.

And why exactly at lunchtime? "Hayir, söylemek bir sey yok." I said I don't have anything to tell. "She wants to leave us." My mom snaps. I feel like my chin is falling on the floor. My dad lets his spoon falling on the plate. "What?!" ... (to be continued)

Lucas stepped forward and tried to pull Sean away. "Whose pup are you? Did you even take a good look before calling her that? That's my mother!" Sean hugged my neck tightly and squeaked, "Mother, who are they?" I quickly pushed Lucas' hand away before calming the frightened Sean. I didn't even realize that after I pushed him aside, Lucas stumbled and fell. "Don't be scared, Sean. I know these people," I reassured him. Sean had good manners. In a cute little voice, he said, "Hello!"

There's no way I'll allow that to happen again. He scrubs a hand over his face as if he doesn't know what to do with himself. "Yeah, well, you'll excuse me if I have a difficult time believing anything that comes out of your mouth." I chew my lower lip. It's the physical discomfort that stops me from focusing on the pain he's so intent on inflicting.

The others glanced at me in confusion. "Enough!" My voice echoed throughout the office. My breathing became heavier. I turned off the speaker, shakily lifting the cell phone to my ears. "Just stop. I've gotten all I need.” There was silence for a moment before Tom cleared his throat. "Rob—" "I said, STOP!" I yelled. "I don’t want to hear anything else. Just…stop." But Tom didn’t stop. He kept talking.

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Harmony I was trying to prevent myself from shaking while I was staring at my laptop. I don’t know what to feel about a post on Friendbook related to me. While I was trying to calm down, I continued to stare at a photo posted with a mocking caption. It was me, standing on a stage while in the midst of holding back my tears. The caption says, "Wow, look at your dumb rich girl stuttering through a debate. Is that all you can do? "

He stopped himself from saying what was on his mind. Victor patted his shoulder gently. "If this matter is resolved, how about letting bygones be bygones for our past grudges?"

“Let me finish.” I shut my mouth. “You can’t do it again until you understand what you’re doing. You need to work up to it. Taking small bits so that you get used to taking it and then getting rid of it yourself.” “You can get rid of it?” Sky shook her head. “I can’t. It’s…here. It’s stemming from here.” She tapped her heart. “But you can. Those who pull it…your body and soul knows it doesn’t belong. It will try to get rid of it on its own.”