Story Of My Lifetime นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Dear, to whoever see's this. My life is a shit show. I am 29, years old nearly 30, and I have never had a decent person besides my sister in my corner and to top it all of I have a condition which allows me to remember every shit thing that has ever happened in my life, if I'm going to put it in a nutshell. Starting with 19, nearly 20 years ago when my parents decided it was time to up and leave and not with me or my older sister. So here is my life, here is the one thing you'll probably get a giggle out off because I sure as hell I. I laugh at my own boring life. Did you know...I have never left Houston, Texas...Nope...never. So my friends...kick back, get your pop corn at the ready, maybe

The wind blew gently caressing our face with the warmth of the late afternoon breeze, a familiar fragrance enters my nostrils it’s been six years since then I haven't heard anything from her but her billion dollar company remains the same and became even more powerful Lu took over it that's what I know after I flew back home to make my dreams come true. "Don't worry, my gramps told me that when two people did not end up together in this timeline, another life will be granted for them," She gave me her toothy grin. "Maybe in some other lifetimes, you will meet her again," I hope so darling, I will be waiting for her, again. **********

As you are always in my heart, reigning in my heart, filled with sorrow. Like one day of that year, when I was seventeen, when the last sunset of the day faded and merged with the horizon, on the school's rooftop, where my young girl's heart was full of love and enthusiasm. Precisely engraved with the name of To Duong. I want to be with him, want to appear in his growing up process, only regret all the memories of the love story between him and me forever stopping in that year. Those thoughts made me sit blankly in front of the desk for a long time, countless images kept appearing in my head, but all of them were not in order, as if a movie was interrupted, just relying on the scenes shot. M

My heartbeat accelerates as I read through the rest of the letter. “You do not believe me? Let me tell you a little story. Do you remember when you were nineteen years old and so intent on changing your parent’s situation? You do? That is where it all began. Buckle up because what you’re about to read might change your life forever…”

I smile "Yeah, so to while away time. I have a story to tell you. A real life story." "Sweet..." I laugh, eager to hear the story she wants to tell. "Whose story is it? Yours?" I jokingly ask "Yes. It's my story." My eyebrows arch with surprise. I wasn't expecting her to share her life story with me. I thought it would be about someone she knew. "Really?" "Yes, really. Didn't I tell you I'm quite an interesting person to get to know?... The story is about myself and the only man that I've ever loved in all the years that I've spent on earth."

Sometimes the hunger got so bad I ate old and moldy bread washing it down with expired milk I did this many times over the years. The bills were hardly paid so when the water, heat, and electricity went out I had to fend for myself. I thought at least I had a home and a mom, these two things were the most important to me at that time. It wasn't until she met him Robbie Owens when I turned eight years old that everything went from bad to much much worse.

“Noah, there’s something I need to tell you. Something I should have told you the truth about a long time ago.” His face fell, and the expression broke my heart. “What is it?” he all but whispered. I closed my eyes for a moment, gathering my courage. When I opened them again, it wasn’t easy, but somehow I managed to meet his gaze directly. “Remember that night we went out for dinner, and I told you that I’d died and come back to life?” Noah nodded slowly, realization dawning in his eyes. “Yes…” I swallowed hard. “I wasn’t joking, Noah,” I said softly. “What I said that night is true... A year and some change ago, I died and came back to life. And I can’t go another day without telling you my

Jonathan was so disappointed in him that he refused to see him before his death. Yes, despite going to the best hospitals, seeing the best doctors, and using the best medications, Jonathan's life had only been extended by three months. When Conrad saw me sitting across from him, his eyes lit up. He reached out through the glass, trying to touch my hand. The cold barrier separated us. "Shirley, you still can't forgive me." I couldn't help but laugh. "Shirley, it's been so hard, but we've both been reborn. This is a chance the heavens have given us to start over..."

Eric just smiled sadly and left, living a carefree life. For two years he was outside working for a living running this and that. He works in a small company, the salary is enough to live, in addition, he is also a good doctor, but he can't work for long because other people insult him. Eric also has no will to live, so he doesn't care if he earns a lot of money or not. Everything he endured was enough to make him feel like he wanted to die. He stood on the mountain, his eyes drifting away, absently touching the ring on his hand that was given to him by his grandmother before she died. Only she was the one who loved him, accepted him, but she left too soon for him to return.