This Chapter Of My Life Is Called Novels & Stories

I finished, cleaned up, and changed into my pyjamas so that the blackness could carry me away from it all. I want to die. I want to die. I want to die. I want to die. _____________________________________________________________ Fourth Chapter!!! How Is it ? Word Count: 588

My breath was getting heavy and my body was aching, and yet the light was still out of my reach, "Why do you keep moving?!" I shouted at the light and noticed it had stopped its movement, "You finally stopped? Why?" I asked myself before taking a step forward and watched the light move as well. "Please, I just want to go home!" I shouted as the light continued its torture game with me, "I want to go see Dime, I want to make it to graduation, I want to make it to be an author, and I want to make it in my career!" I cried as I let my body collapse onto the ground as my eyes cried rivers of tears,

Even though things are difficult and take some getting used to, I would rather live this life than not have your own identity. I look in the mirror with my mid-length haircut, sporting a huge nerdy glasses with an old dress to pair with. I can step outside my apartment and take deep breaths of fresh air. The other smell was freedom, or so I thought. ---Flashback ends--- ========================== Hello my awesome Readers Please go back to chapter 1-3 before you read the next chapter! Thank you and love you!

Not a lot of people lived here. Not wanting to draw unnecessary attention to myself, I kept my head down and just carried on walking. Although the cuts on my shoulders had luckily stopped bleeding, I still had a lot of pain. ----- [Chapter quote: "You can't start a new chapter of your life if you keep re-reading the last one."]

“Hanas, this can't be done. I don't want to, just go back and let your parents do whatever, as long as you still love Code." "Second brother, do you know how to cure your father's illness, he wants you to take medicine to make you forget about Mr. Code, which is a medicine for temporary memory loss. At that time, his father would definitely try to marry someone else for him, when she got pregnant, he also remembered everything and how he would do it. Second brother, do not have me. My parents don't know about me yet, I will definitely try to advise them. Big brother, you go."

I said while we were walking back to madam Debua's office ******************* Awwwn 🥺🥺🥺 What will you do if you were in her shoes The chapter is teary 🤧 but the next will be exciting Please vote for the chapter if you find it worthy of your votes See you on Monday during my next update You can check out my new book "loving the schools bad boy" while you wait for the update. Bye 😘

_____ **Chapter 13 (Continued): Echoes of Hope** The city below sprawled like a vast tapestry, each building and street bearing silent witness to the chapters of my existence. The bustling life outside seemed incongruent with the quiet turmoil that raged within. As I lingered at the window, the cityscape below became a metaphor for the labyrinthine emotions that entangled my heart—a complex network of hope, regret, and an unwavering determination to reunite with Evelyn.

I'm breathing, but I feel dead. If only feelings had an off switch. If only I could block out the hurtful words, the thoughts, and the feelings. I try to tell myself that it's not true, all the words, all the pain, that it's a chapter and it will pass. But I guess that's a lie; I have been lying to myself. This chapter is not passing. All my life I have been in the same chapter, over and over again; my life is a repeating record; every day is the same.

Everything was still messy. Still uncertain. Still painful in places. But it was also clearer. No more hiding. No more pretending. No more running. I whispered softly into the dark, “We will be okay.” The wind moved gently outside. Inside, my heart felt steady. And as I finally closed my eyes, I knew one truth: This chapter of my life was not over. But I was no longer afraid to read it. I would face it. Step by step. Breath by breath. Choice by choice.

The best chapter of my life started the moment I stopped turning back. -END-