Tell Us About You Novels & Stories

"Don't give me that crap, " I roll my eyes, shuffling a little on the bed. "I've heard and read that line a lot of times so I know it's one of a lie whenever it's used. I do not know you. I don't know your family, I don't know your friends, and I don't know about your past. I know nothing! Absolutely nothing. I only know the name you bear, I know you like to fight and I know you love racing, I know where you school and I know where you live. That's all I know about you. " "I have no family, "

" You seriously want an honest answer out of me and I'm going to give it to you because you're my friend and there is no lies between us right but this stays between us. " " Spill the tea. " © #KCMmuoe

I want to get to know you more. Fairytale_Dream: What would you like to know? I’m an open book. White.Wolf_Knight: Everything. I want to know everything I can about you. Fairytale_Dream: Well, you know I’m an only child and that it’s just me and my dad as my mom passed away a few years ago and you know my interests. Is there anything in particular you would like to know about me? And don’t forget our agreement from our last conversation you ask one question I ask one in return.

I told Honey on the bed: “I want to tell you, Honey, who I am. Will you listen? I know you will! But why do I ask? Is to ask a doubt? Will I not be convinced about your emotions for me? Let me speak to you with rhythm. That’s me! I have written what I want to tell you, and I will speak loud, clear, and bold. Thank you once again for being a listener to me.”

I want to know your opinion about the plot Love you all......

he queried. "Yes," I stated matter-of-factly. "Why?" he asked. "Because I've only known you for about three hours now, and I can't simply extend trust that quickly," I replied, rolling my eyes. "Oh, come on, I've been nothing but nice to you," he whined in a childish tone. "Being pleasant doesn't automatically qualify you as a genuinely nice person," I retorted. "Alright, fine. So, what else should I know about you?" "Hmm... My routine is pretty mundane—wake up, dress, cook, work. Rinse and repeat every day. That pretty much sums up my life," I concluded.

The cell phone vibrated on the desk, forcing Guilherme Perez to take his eyes off the document he was drafting. He smiled when he saw his childhood friend's photo fill the screen. — Hi, Lee! How's life? — Everything's good with me, man. I'm in the United States, participating in some events. I'm going to make my name shine this year! — he informed, excited as always. — But I didn't call you to talk about that. I need your help.

"Pls can you tell me more about my childhood??" T b c

About everything. What have I done!?