To Turn Back Time To The Good Old Days Novels & Stories

“Yeah, I guess you can say that. Because guess what? My shift is over and I’m not letting you go home and sulk in that empty house. I’ve planned something fun for us today, and you’re coming whether I have to drag you there myself.” I smiled, because I didn’t have the energy to. And because I missed my best friend. I missed the life I used to live. I missed how carefree I used to feel whenever I was around her. She’d been my pillar the day my mother died, she’d been my pillar three years ago, and now, I could still count on her to support me. Plus I needed something active to keep my mind from coming back to Eddie. Going to the spa was the first thing on Arlene’s list and I enjoyed every min

Indeed in the road of years, the people living here knew us from the very beginning. I am 47 years old, but this story will always remain in those places, as if it's stuck in that time. It feels quite strange when I remember them 'cause they come with sadness and joy. Sometimes, I chuckle about the things we used to do, and wish I could go back, but that isn't possible!! is it? Bringing them back to life feels good, but then the saddest part comes and all I could think is "can I turn back time and make it alright?" but then I get this feeling, if I did, what if, it took the joy too. So, all I do is accept, when they come.The memories are still vivid. Others are best left alone, fade over ti

Pretend to be fine, present to be used to anything, and pretend to be happy. "Ian I'm sorry yesterday." "It's fine." "Is the food delicious?" "Yeah, taste good." "Eat a lot. By the way, we'll go home to our hometown next month. For sure many will be happy when they see you again. It's been a long time since you left our place." "Zak, I have no plans to go back there yet." He just stared at me. "If I could only go back to the past and be able to change things from before, I hope I changed that thing. I hope we don't part and I hope you're not mad at me now." He stammered sadly and held my hand.

I asked. "Desire. It is their nature turn back the time," she answered. "It is the the second time that the world revolved backwards. The first reversed was 300 years ago, the Paradis end." I froze. "What, how could that be?" I murmured. "There's no way... " "There are questions that you must answer yourself. Since you're in a different case, you're not the holder and yet you can still remember everything that happened." The curtains moved and I saw her eyes peeks, that golden eyes were like a glitter of peace.

' 'Offcourse not, we're not saying the same thing at all, I was just having random thoughts. 'Is there something that triggered that?' 'Yes, one old schoolmate who use to bully me then came back.' 'What!! Did he hurt you?' 'No no offcourse not, it's on F******k here tonight.' 'What's his F******k handle?' 'Why do you need his username?' 'Just send it?' he replied and she couldn't refuse him cause he could see the authority in the voice, she sent the username to him and replied with 'Thank you.' Mirabella was amused to why someone will say thank you to such a thing.

Weather laughed and fluffed up her hands, “Oh, I’m not like that trust me. I just couldn’t help but admire you.” “Oh, why thank you.” Agatha put down her arms. Weather stroke her chin. “Although, you can do the work too, I believe.” Agatha didn’t understand what Weather was talking about. She continued to listen and observe Weather. Weather steadily pace. “I can’t help but wonder.” “Wonder about what?” asked Agatha, tilting her head at Weather. “That I should send you back in time in another teleportation portal.” “The both of us going back in time.”

If only I hadn't remembered how evil he was after marrying me, I would have easily melted with that innocent look. I immediately went into my room, sat, and pondered for a long time, thinking about what was really going on in my life. Is it true that God is giving me a second chance so that I can improve my future and make wiser decisions? At least, that's what I now believe. It's almost lunch time, but I'm still working on some urgent files. Like it or not, I have to call Daddy and say that I'll come later. I sent a message to Daddy to go with Mummy first, and Daddy agreed.

The Cleansing Pills were said to be able to restore hair to its original color, rejuvenate the body, and extend life for several decades. Chad was shocked; he could not believe he had created a Cleansing Pill. However, the scene before him appeared to confirm it. Clinton's slouched back gradually straightened, and the age spots on his skin began to fade. His previously shallow and rapid breaths began to lengthen and strengthen. All of that was a process of rejuvenation. In other words, it was a reverse aging process! Bill and Ivy were stunned by everything, while Archibald became increasingly excited. He never imagined the chief of the Mystic Pavilion would be able to reverse people's age.

I hurriedly caught up with Raven, walking alongside him on the street. Nearby, a couple was excitedly chatting. "There's a once-in-a-century meteor shower tonight. They say couples who watch meteor showers together will stay happy forever. Babe, we have to go to the observatory!" I slowed my pace as I remembered this same day in my past life. Back then, I had been full of hope, begging Raven to accompany me to the observatory. However, he had coldly refused, saying, "Our marking wasn't even voluntary. Do you really think watching a meteor shower will magically make us happy?"

I can't help but smile too. I look around. This is what feels like home… I get the slanders coming from Liam and then Craig and Aaron. It is juvenile, but is like music to my ears. If I really could go back in time. I wouldn't change a damn thing. . .*