The World Treats Me Kindly Novels & Stories

He instantly gave me a nod of affirmation, "Of course, I will. In fact, I will treat you even better." I smiled wholeheartedly. Although I felt like crying, I suppressed my emotions in front of him, "Thank you. That's all that I need." He patted my shoulders, "You are such a good person. I wish all the happiness of the world to you." Now that's really felt like a goodbye.

She comes to sit next to me and she sighs "Oh no , what's wrong" I frown and she frowns back but then a big grin spreads across her voice "Girl let me tell you the world out there is tough like look I was minding my business walking down the street then this crack head comes into view and he goes 'hey you look like you know how to have fun' and you know I know how to have fun so I look him in the eye's and I go 'yeah' . This man opens his jacket and he has pills hanging on each side. I looked at him and said 'no I am a child of God' and I walked away " she folds her arms straightening up her posture

Despite my lack of trust, he was treating me kindly. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting," I said as I joined him for breakfast. He was already seated at the table, and it was evident that he had been waiting for me. I had to maintain a courteous demeanour; I didn't want to appear rude, especially when someone was treating me with such consideration. You never know who might become an ally or an adversary in these circumstances.

"For what?" "If I came across as rude earlier. That wasn't my intention." She touched my arm again, that same light gesture that somehow felt like a brand. "I know this world can be difficult. Especially for people who aren't used to it." People who aren't used to it. Typical Lucy. "I'm managing," I said. "I'm sure you are." She smiled. "Edward's lucky to have someone so... resilient." The word landed like a slap dressed as a compliment. "If you'll excuse me—"

“Rex hardly shares his things with anyone, but when he does, it’s a blessing.” I was still hesitant. A fucking black card, given to me? Just like that? No way. But then… yes, way. I mean… as strange as it was, the treatment I was receiving — I… I wasn’t complaining. It was welcoming. Almost making me feel like these people cared. “Thank you,” I whispered, looking intensely at Rex. He batted his lashes softly in response. My gaze shifted to the others. “Thanks to you all,” I said again.

I said again. "The candidates like this free one." Sheillla sneered, I just smiled. Even his father does not care about his child. If other people are kind, why refuse? "Yes, the most delicious food in the world is the free one." "Okay, I'll go home first. Tomorrow, I'll deliver another drink." I nodded. "Thanks, Sheila." I just smiled, seeing the kindness of my friend. Lord, even though I got into a lot of trouble but wingless angels surrounded me. Thank you for all these blessings.

“This place gets really more beautiful when you are with someone you love.” I nod my head while tilting my head, appreciating the cold breeze and wonderful creature in front. “It is. Try to bring her here next time.” He nod his head. “I will.” I smiled widely before I step more forward while spreading both of my arms on the air. “I love you, World even if you bring me pains sometimes!” I exclaimed before chuckling. I turn around to look at Alaric who is now looking at me so I smiled. “Mom said that this world is so cruel for someone like me.”

But his attitude sucks " Hakeem?" I called out softly " I'm here " " thank you and I'm sorry for hting a hitch - it's just hard to let someone do everything for me I'm not used to that...but I will have to live with it -i really am sorry " I said crying, I felt him hug me right so I cried even more for the fact that I can't see and that I'm pregnant again " its okay- i'll always be here for you babe just believe it - and you ain't going no where - you're my woman I'm suppose to be looking out for you and I'm gon do that " I nodded

You are so uniquely made. Stay humble. Stay kind. In a world full of news that is almost too much to bear sometimes, know that you’ve been given gifts to share with the world. Your gifts are meant to share, yes, but also know that those gifts can be taken away easily. Be humble if people praise your gifts. Stay kind no matter what. Being able to do these things, themselves, are gifts. Remember, you never know when someone needs your smile or your words or your kind act of service or your hug.

I immediately curled them and turned to look at him, staring at me with sincere concern in his eyes. "A little bit," I replied, honestly. "What are the villagers like?" "They are," he thought for a while. "They are calm, nice and thoughtful people who like to be treated with respect." "And do you think I can treat them with the respect they deserve?" "Of course, dear," he stroke my head. "You can and you will. Above all, they're just normal people. Just treat them the same way you'll treat your friends and there wouldn't be an issue."