Today I Give Up Trying Novels & Stories

I actually I'm giving my best. But honestly, I don't know if my best is enough. Please kindly drop gems and also a thumbs up for this if you are feeling my story okay.

I'm not naturally academically gifted. No matter how hard I push myself—staying up until three in the morning only to drag myself out of bed at six—I can barely keep my grades somewhere in the middle of the class. For most of my school life, no one pays much attention to me. That changes three months before the college entrance exam. One day, my homeroom teacher, Victoria Bennett, calls class president Ethan Sterling and me into her office without warning. She looks at me sternly, asking, "Did you cheat off Ethan during this month's exam?" I shake my head. "No." Victoria turns to Ethan. "What do you have to say?" Ethan quietly chuckles. "I was focused on my own test, so I didn't re

On the day my grandfather, who was the wealthiest man in this state, died, the entire family got into a huge fight over the inheritance. My father could not stop the fight, so he requested my mother’s support. When I arrived, my grandfather was lying motionless on the bed. He was not even changed into his funeral suit. My aunts were pulling on each other’s hair as they fought over the ownership of a building. My uncles were fighting over the Rolls-Royce car keys. The entire family looked like hooligans as they fought. My mother was holding gold bars as she yelled at me, “What are you waiting for? Take that gold ring off your grandfather’s finger!” I rubbed my hands and was just ab

Brandon and Benjamin stared at me in disbelief before they walked over. Brandon glanced at my computer screen as he said in disgust, “Everyone knows you put in a lot of effort and pulled some strings to join this research lab. Are you sure you’re willing to leave?” “Are you trying to gain our sympathy by acting all delicate and pitiful now?” “Olivia, aren’t you ashamed of yourself?” Benjamin nodded while his older brother spoke. He agreed wholeheartedly as he said, “That’s right, Olivia. Could you stop with your tricks? It’s really annoying.”

“I'm sorry! I'm not trying to upset you, I'm just trying to understand.” “I can't pronounce the words properly when I try to talk. People can't understand me. I sound stupid, and they make fun of me. My voice is ugly, so I don't talk.” Joey said through the link and tried to get up again, but Tate didn't let him.

You are strong, you have never given up, you never gave up in the most difficult moments. “Maybe so, don't forget that once I tried…” I swallowed thickly, spinning the deadly word took my breath away “I tried to t-take my life. I was giving up, giving up because I didn't have the strength, the desire, the maturity to accept reality, that present that I ruined” Hurt, to meet face to face with the gray, I stood up battling with the negativity of the withered past. I could not do it anymore.

But it seems impossible for that to happen. "For my future self, hi, I hope you are doing great right now. I just want to tell a story. I don't have anyone to say this out, so I'll just put it on tape. So I can listen to it one day," I paused. "The intensity of what I've been through lately is worse. I feel like I just want to give up," I laughed briefly. "This world is scary. It's scary to live here because there are so many scary people. But I'm happy...." I can remember myself smiling. "....I'm happy because I was able to last twenty-two years in this world. Happy birthday to you. And congratulation too. It was my graduation yesterday. But I couldn't attend because of my problem with mone

“We can’t keep fighting. We can’t keep pretending like we have a chance.” I clenched my fists, my teeth gritting together. It was the same speech every day, every night. We couldn’t fight back anymore, couldn’t do anything but sit here and wait for our death. But I refused to accept that. “We can’t just give up,” I told them, my voice harsh, desperate. “We haven’t tried everything. We can still...”

until we both cry in each other's arms. "I drank pills, I cut myself, and I even went to get lost in the wilderness. And when each one of my efforts kept grounding me back to reality, that was when I finally gave up. That was when I decided to live with it, to live with the pain. Since then, I have taken one step in front of the other, trying daily to just live my life. It used to suck but now I have you and baby Jules."

I shook my head and bit my lip, failing in my efforts to keep the tears at bay. "I..." I stopped and shook my head, covering my face with my hands. "I'm such a fuck up, Liz. I'm fucking it all up and I know that he's getting tired of me and my bullshit baggage. It's pathetic. I'm pathetic. And I'm not getting any better, Liz. How long can I expect him to stick around and deal with this shit?" Liz gathered me against her again as I came undone. "He's going to leave me, Liz. He's going to leave me." Liz didn't argue or speak to the contrary right then, she just held me. Everything was becoming too much. "What's the point, Liz? In anything, what's the point? Why do I try to beat this? Why do I