To Dwell On Dreams And Forget To Live Novels & Stories

My voice is steady, the resolve clear in my tone. Unresolved memories have been a heavy burden, one I’m prepared to shed today. She gives me a nod of understanding, clearly recognizing the significance of this moment for me. “Well, we sure can try. Ultimately, it’s going to be up to your mind if it’s ready to reveal what’s been tucked away.” “If anything.” “That’s true. There simply may be nothing else to remember.” “I’ve had a lot of dreams lately, about Winona and how we were.” The dreams, vivid and emotional, seem more like fragments of memories trying to break through the surface. “I’m done letting this rule my life.”

HA! You only get one life. Follow your dreams. NEVER APOLOGIZE for setting a goal and coming up with a plan to achieve it. I will help you. I promise. If I’ve learned anything in life, it’s that we only get one. Life is short. And no matter how hard you try to soak in each day, today is the only day that’s promised. Yesterday is for memories and learning. And tomorrow is never promised. Don’t live in fear, sweet girls. Fear is a liar that will steal your joy. So live each day with love for others, love for yourself, and faith in something bigger than yourself.

he lets out a low chuckle. I lay beside Brye, looking at the stars and the moon while he continued to talk. “The pressure of being in this family is really getting into my head, and it’s fucking me so hard, not really the fucking that I want” he almost whispered. I was silent the whole time Brye told me those things. “I just want to disappear into the world, or like, die and get transmigrated into another universe” he laughs softly before opening his eyes and looking at me.

, He said while giving him the blessings. "Thank you very much, Sir", She thanked her but didn't get the point that how he got to know about hee birthday. "Welcome, and I want to tell you one thing. That is, the memories or things in life make us sad, It is not wrong to remember them, but it is not a good thing to live them by associating those memories with your life. So what has passed yesterday, no one can change it. But we can change what is coming tomorrow. So rise above your troubles and look at life and live it. Life will start looking beautiful on its own. This is just my advice. The rest is up to you", Saying this, he confused her and left. She came back to class thinking about wh

After what happened between I and my parents I have decided to let go of my dreams of studying abroad and focus more on my Education . Since I can’t have that I should hold on to the one I already have. Things have become a little bit different at school. Actually, things have changed and these days I am more on my own than with friends except for a particular student who is always around me at times. My face flushed red when I thought of all the times we've spent together "What are you smiling about "

When she woke up from her stupor the next morning, the sun was shining brightly outside her window, and she found a bunch of dew-covered lilies on the front of her door. The wind blew gently, carrying away every last bit of her horrible memories. Melanie thought that it was really time for her to start all over again. Farewell, Raymond Johnson.

The silence of the room was only broken by the occasional sound of rats scurrying around the corners, feasting on whatever scraps they could find. It was a stark contrast to the life she had led before being captured, a life filled with color and vitality. But now, as she lay in the cage, everything was bleak and lifeless. It was a sight that would be forever etched in the memories of those who had the misfortune of witnessing it. **** Aurora remained motionless in her bed, her thoughts filled with the memories of Derek. The pain was too much for her to bear, and she felt as if her heart was slowly breaking into pieces. She couldn't imagine living without him, and she wished she could join h

I really didn’t know how this world held so much beauty and so much pain at the same time. “Pity the living not the dead, Ian.” My mom once told me. I felt the tears prickle again and this time I let them fall. My tears dropped on the bars. I hunched my shoulders up and put my head down. I grinded my teeth. “Why couldn’t I have helped you?” I told the empty air. “WHY?!” I let the tears fall. I felt the hot tears fall to my hand. “Stop mourning, dear. You’ll understand it in time.”

I still have a dream in life and will not let my clumsiness ruin it all. @Death Wish

Just enjoy the dream. Live in the moment. And breathe.