Things To Say Novels & Stories

I adjusted my sitting position. "One; Mind your business. When I say mind your business, I mean whatever you see or what you hear. Be it good or bad, don't meddle. Not everyone will be friendly towards you" Okay this came out somewhat harsh. If different people are coming together, there should be a bound formed. How'd you learn new things if you don't communicate with one another.

He appeared in the study doorway and saw me in his chair and stopped. He didn’t say anything. I looked up from the book. “Good day?” “Better now,” he said. It was a simple thing to say. A small thing. The kind of thing people said to each other in kitchens and doorways all over the world without thinking about it. But we had never been those people. And maybe that was the thing about almost losing something. Sometimes it took the near miss to teach you how to say the ordinary things. The small true things that didn’t need to be grand to matter.

What does she know and what the hell is all these? “You know about what? If you have something to say just say it like I told you earlier I don't have the strength and energy or time for all this so please talk fast what is it that you know” I said if she knows is something she better say it now because I don't have time.

"What do you expect me to say?" I hesitated for a moment, swallowing as I continued to gaze at him, now with a faint grin. "You should at least reply, so I don't feel like I'm talking to thin air! When I tell you I'm at work, the least you could say is, 'Okay. Have a safe day ahead!' or when I mention I'm eating, a simple 'eatwell' would do. Is that too much to ask?" He pressed his lips together, clearly trying to suppress a smile. Wait, was he mocking me?

"Then I have to.. "You have to be what?" Sara asked. "Nevermind" I replied, ``I have wanted to say,"then I have to be careful but thank God I control my tongue.

"What do you do?" "Name things. Five things I can see. Four things I can touch. Three things I can hear. Two things I can smell. One thing I can taste. It grounds me. Reminds my brain that I'm in the present moment, not in whatever hypothetical catastrophe it's trying to construct."

Mia's POV I froze when I heard Leo's voice at the other end of the phone. Leo said hello again and I took a deep breath and responded and my voice came out very calmly and low. His voice was so deep and sounded sweet over the phone. I didn't know his voice was this sweet too over the phone. He mentioned my name again and I responded he asked if I was okay and I said Yes. He told me he had gotten home and wanted to let me know and also thanks me for the breakfast and lunch and that he enjoyed it.

We need to bite our tongues, and only say good things. This, my dear, is what they call it adventure name. If you stick to saying good things, you will put an end to secret talk, backbiting, gossip, complaint, and mistake (you can rebel against flaws or problems, but in a positive way). This will leave behind a huge chasm that must be filled.

"I shou‌ld g​o​." "Stay⁠," he sai‍d softly. "Please. Just⁠ tal‌k to me." "I don't know what to say.⁠" "Then don't​ say anyt⁠hi‍ng. J​u‍st sit here wi‍th me.⁠"

In the below-language that has no word for what it means but means it completely. *Yes,* I say. *This.* *This is what it was for.* *All of it.* *From the beginning.* *This.*