True Story In Life Novels & Stories

"Recurrent meetings in the same café with people who found her at the back, without ever requesting anything? That is odd, don't you think?" "It does push the boundaries of believability?" I replied. "I see it as a load of old bullshit. But, accurately declaring, it is still conceivable. Unlikely things can happen, Essentially, doubtful things occur all the time. But incredible incidents can never happen, and it is crucial to appreciate the distinction. It is likely, that the meetings were planned, and the surprise faked, but the topic of the get-togethers is more or less harmless, having not anything to do with Tina's work or the events that led to his death."

The fights are verbal if physical l do not think l had a chance. I end up sleeping and for the very first time, l had a very peaceful sleep. No nightmares haunting me down. When you are exhausted your body rest to the fullest. Speaking of exhaustion. We had walked some streets Tanaka told me of those times when he was still in his teens. I feel bad for invading every tiny bit of him without disclosing anything of mine. What story could l tell? That l used to be rich and now l am enslaved at a strange place with assassins who the hell would believe in that? Who would be sane to buy it?

“It was never going to be part of the story.” He looked at me with an expression I could not name. “Why?” he asked. The question was simple and straight. It needed a simple and straight answer. “Because some things are not evidence,” I said. “They are just true.” I kept holding his gaze. “The Caldwell meeting showed you trusting your own judgment even when the people you pay told you something different,” I continued. “The settlement talk showed you being right about a hard choice when it would have been easier to go along with their wrong idea.” I paused. “Those moments belong to you. They are not facts for a story about company problems. They are simply who you are.”

@NO POV@ life itself is a trap the one who learns to survive can easily lead their life but the one who tries to change others or destroy others they themselves fall in their own traps and gets destroyed the trust and love on our loved ones never get destroyed that easily even after our death the only medicine can make any person happy in any circumstances is love our loved ones warmth can make you the happiest person in the world even a single thought about our loved ones gives us peace of mind ◇on the other side◇

Luke stood there with two cans of beer and a box of pizza smiling goofily. "Come in," I waved him in and he entered. I took my former position on the couch as Luke set the pizza on the table and threw a can at me. "Life sucks, right?" He said after we had eaten almost half of the eightpieced snack. "Yeah," I took another refreshing gulp. "One minute everything's fine and the other, it all goes wrong again." "Maybe that's how it's supposed to be." "I'm sorry about today. I lost control."

Long Story Short, I survived. ────────────────────────────────────────────────────

It was Francine. I gave a nod but tried to maintain a stern face. Alex ran to me and asked, "So are we riding an airplane? " "Yes we are little boy." I said smirking at him and messing up his hair. The sound of horns from the taxi signaled that we were all about to have a major change in our lives. I am Attorney Providence Dalton. Provi to my my closest friends.. Atty. Pro to my colleagues… This is my story.

“These two have been meeting in barns for months. Vivian threw herself at Vince and ruined our relationship.” "Lie!" Perry looked at Kathleen in disbelief. "How dare you call my daughter a liar!" It was Judd Randall who stepped to his daughter's side. He was a retired general of the Calvary, and still carried his body straight and proud despite his permanent injuries. He knew of his daughter’s indiscretion and condition, he had supported her idea to tell Vince. After all the father had a right to know. After this, though, he would not support a forced marriage. There were other ways to go about this. His sharp yes shushed Kathleen.

This time, I can only pray in my heart, pray that mom and dad will be given peace in this life, and pray that my heart will remain sincere for all the problems that I face. Maybe treasure is very valuable for our life in this world, but there is another side, namely family which is a valuable price. And I believe, if the treasure later becomes our fortune and right, then all will return to be ours. If indeed the treasure does not belong to us and must be taken by someone else, I believe that Allah will never sleep and remain silent looking at his creatures who are oppressed and hurt, Allah will pay for it and replace it with the true meaning of wealth This time, I, Sintia, have to learn sinc

Sienna The truth doesn't cost you anything, but a lie costs you everything. That’s what they say, but in my case, both could cost me everything. Both will destroy my life. Lies kill relationships, but the truth will kill mine, too. Maybe I’m making a stupid decision—actually, I know I am—but sometimes stupid decisions save lives. At least, I hope so.