Stuff To Make You Smile Novels & Stories

There was Milli, my friend standing beside me and noticing my drooped down face. "Yeah! I am fine." Adjusting my viel, lifting up my face I answered correcting the withered face and trying to structure my lips in form of a smile. Smile is an action which has become foreign to my face, my lips seem to forget its natural laughter and now they struggle to even remember and fake it.

AND HE EVEN SMILED AT MEEE! Well, okay, just a smirk… but I thought it was a nice start, though. Thanks, Clayton, your smile will be enough to feed me the whole day, and makes my diet easier. I will spend the rest of the day thinking of your smile, not chocolate bars and snacks. Yes. That was cheesy, I know, sorry, don’t judge me... but what can I do? *sigh*

The thought of making her happy, of seeing her eyes light up with joy, was a comforting one. As he picked up each item, he imagined the smile on her face when she saw them. The teddy bear was large and plush, its soft fur inviting and warm. The roses were vibrant and fragrant, their petals a deep, rich red that symbolized passion and love. The chocolates were decadent and luxurious, each piece a small indulgence. The bags were stylish and elegant, a perfect addition to her collection.

I stood in the middle of the living room, facing the security camera's blinking red light, practicing my smile again and again. Looking into the lens, I spoke softly, like I was leaving a message for the Mom who'd watch it someday. "Mom, look. I practiced the perfect smile again today. "Lift the corners of my mouth fifteen degrees and show eight teeth. The books say that's the most sincere smile. The one that makes people feel warm. "I've practiced so much my face hurts... but that's okay. "When you watch this tomorrow... will you tell me I did a good job? "Will you finally believe I wasn't lying to you?"

" She murmured sadly and that made her face look squeezed and she became uglier than reality. The more she thought about it the angrier it made her become. All of a sudden, she remembered a quote she stumbled on one time, which says, "when you are so angry that you feel like you're going to explode, smile. Yes, smile, that will make you much better." At the thought of that, she decided to change her approach towards what and the way she was feeling, and act like the quote said. "Wait a minute? How am I gonna laugh when I'm actually very angry. That's insane, is that even gonna work? She asked herself, thinking deeply about how feasible it will be.

Stop trying to capture it for everyone else. Get up early sometimes and listen to the birds while you watch the beautiful colors the sun makes as it rises. Listen to music, really listen. Music is therapy. Old is best. Cuddle your dog. Get a dog. Talk to your friends. Put down your phone. Travel if it's your desire, don't if it's not. Work to live, don't live to work. Seriously, do what makes your heart feel happy. Eat the cake. Zero guilt. Say no to things you really don't want to do.

"Give it a few days and see how you feel then. Just be careful, and put yourself first for once." "Thanks girl," I shuffled over to hug her from the side. "I don't know what I'd ever do without you." "You'd probably die, to be honest, of boredom, most likely," she joked, making me laugh lightly for the first time all day. "There's that smile that I love to see."

I chewed my lower lip to bite back the smile and this time accepted the offer. After all what could be the better option to wipe your nose than a soft t-shirt that smells of Justin’s cologne?

he suggested, his voice soothing. "Just go change into something comfortable, and we'll head out for breakfast," his eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. "We'll eat outside today." I cherished the way he seemed to smile more often, a sight that lit up my world. It was a treasure I wanted to hold onto, a precious gem to store in the treasure chest of my heart. Every time his lips curved upwards, my own heart swelled with joy, and I felt grateful to be the recipient of such a gift. I wanted to freeze those moments in time, to preserve the warmth and happiness they brought me, and keep them safe forever.

Smiles. ~Mmeso Writes