Romans & histoires That's Who I Am

I know who I am. I am Perdition. I am the Queen Of Hell. I am not here to save anyone. I am here to destroy the topside.

"She thinks now that I'm in Uni it's cool of her to take ownership of all my stuff back home, like hello I'm three thousand miles away not dead!" I laughed at her joke and automatically decided I like her, "I'm Abigail, Abigail Howard." "Carlacia Anderson" She introduced herself as she took my outstretched hands, "So big apple huh? Man, I'm so excited!" "Me too! I've waited my whole life for this" I sighed looking around the apartment. Carlacia turned to look at me with a smile, "Well, same here." I smiled at Carlacia who grinned at me then she suddenly cocked her head at me.

-I like the way you are, you know," he withdrew. -And what's the way I'm supposed to be," I put my lips in a single line. -I can feel your essence, you are a simple woman, I like to be surrounded by transparent people, don't think I don't notice when someone approaches me out of interest," he waved his glass making a sound between the clash of ice cubes. -The truth is that I just act as I am, if people like it, fine, if not, I raised my chin proudly. Suddenly Nate took off his shirt.

I find myself standing at the brink of an abyss. Ready to drop in and let the darkness consume me. Do I want to find myself here? Well, at this very moment, I can say that I honestly want to. Yet, I remind myself who I am. I am Colton Cruz.

" I keep fighting voices in my mind that says I am not enough. Every single lie that tells me I'll never measure up. Am I more than just the sum of every high and every low? Remind me once again just who I am because I need to know. You say I am loved When I can't feel a thing You say I am strong When I think I am weak And you say I am held When I am falling short. And when I don't belong Oh you say I am yours And I believe, oh I believe What you say of me Oh, I believe....... " " Wow! That was amazing! "

The sound of the machines, the stiffness of my limbs, the smell of the hospital — all of it screamed reality. “W… who am I?” I asked finally, my voice breaking. The doctor stared at me for a long moment. His lips pressed into a thin line. He seemed to hesitate, glancing at the nurse, then back at me. “You are Eli,” he said quietly. “You were in a car accident when you were ten years old. You’ve been in a coma for nine years.” My mind went blank. “Nine… years?” I echoed, almost in disbelief. He nodded slowly.

Death spoke, her deep voice echoed. “Why do you look like me?” Layla asked. “No, dear. It is you who looks like me.” She spoke again. “Life and death go hand and hand, we were cut form the same cloth, Lobokuéra sy. I was just cut from the bottom where you were cut from the top. But I had been here long before you, or longer than this version of you. The name aducător de moarte, my name, was the first spoken and it will be the last.” aducător de moarte spoke.

And as she closed her eyes briefly, leaning into the warmth of human connection, she whispered softly—not as a mantra, not as a shield, but as a statement of survival: “I am here. I am real. I am still me.”

“You were there. When it mattered.” He looked at me for a long time. “You would’ve done the same.” “I don’t know,” I whispered. “Lately I feel like I don’t even know who I am anymore.” He leaned back, resting his arms on his knees. “You’re Angie. You have to fix yourself.” I blinked. Fix myself? I smiled a little. Letting it slide He stood up “You’re confusing, you know that?” I Said looking up slightly. He smirked. “You’re not exactly simple either.”

Our SAT results came back, and our parents booked a private room at a Michelin-starred steakhouse to celebrate. Over dinner, they began discussing how we should apply to the same university so we could keep looking out for each other. I looked across the table at Derek and asked politely, “Derek, which university are you planning to apply to?” The moment the words left my mouth, comments suddenly flashed across my vision. [Here she goes again. Is this desperate side character going to apply to the same university as the male lead?] [I feel so bad for him. Just to keep the close ties between the families, he has to be okay with her clinging to him for three whole years!] [Don’t worry. H