What Am I Supposed To Do When The Best Part Novels & Stories

"Uh-huh." "Anyway, after that disaster, I came home, finished up some assignments, and then took a nap. Honestly, I think that was the best part of my day. Nothing like a good afternoon nap to reset, right?" I laughed lightly, shrugging. He still didn’t say anything, just kept watching me, his eyes narrowed slightly, like he was trying to figure me out. I waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, come on. Say something. I know my day wasn’t that fascinating, but you could at least pretend to be interested."

“I don't know ma, by one thing I’ve learned in life is that, when you tried your best to make something happen and in the end, it didn't go the way you want, you shouldn't have any regret cause you already gave it your best” “Hmm, well said Emelia, I already gave it my best, from now on I will just leave things to work out on their own” “Can you do that?” Emelia asked “I’ll try my best” I smiled and stood up as I made my way upstairs. I got upstairs and stripped off my clothes I landed on the bed tiredly I don't know for how long I’m going to sleep but right now I’m physically and mentally tired and I want to relax my mind for as long as I can

I don't want to disturb their conversation in the living room, and I don't want to destroy the family dinner tonight. The best time to tell Alex is after the family dinner. That way, I'm not the reason why the family dinner became a failure. I took a deep breath, trying my best to calm my panicking mind. This shocking phenomenon only occurs if I close my eyes, but if I'm wide awake, I'm in full control of myself and my senses. So I just have to keep awake and try my hardest not to close my eyes for a long time. Yep, that's right!

I think this is the crossroad and I don't know where else to turn to. I have nothing else to do. I have nothing else to say. Seems like a future impossible tense to keep this secret away from her any much longer. But I have to do something. I can't just let it go like that, or maybe I should just tell her. What do I do? I have to think sharply about this. One wrong move might ruin everything forever. I don't think I am ready to end any sort of relationship with my best friend right now.

Humph! My phone had been ringing for a while now, but i was so lost in my own world so I didn't notice. Finally, i jolted back to reality and found out it was still ringing. It was my best friend, Stacey Obong. ' Hello Stacey..' ' Girl, where the hell have you been? I've been calling you since like forever.' Stacey said screaming at the top of her lungs. I chuckled at her childish behavior. ' I'm sorry. I've been kind of busy.'

School had been hell that day. There was just so much going in my head and once I got home, I just seemed to collapse onto the bed. My heart had been racing, my brow sweaty and my head boiling with all these thoughts. I just wished I could find a way to just shut them all out. I turned my playlist on and turned the phone up to full volume, lying flat on my bed. I do this sometimes. When I get so caught up in life, I take a minute to just sit and calm myself. Just worry about nothing. However, this time it didn't work. I didn't understand why I was so upset. I just was. Every part of me felt broken and damaged yet, this past week, my life had been the best it ever had. So why was I feeling li

But finally, I felt a little better inside. (The End)

I already ate two tamales and regret not getting more. I smiled. But didn’t text back. The screen returned to the home page, and my hand drifted back to the mouse. That lasted maybe ten minutes. Then I opened message app again. Seriously. You can’t just disappear like this. You got married, and left chaos behind. If you need help, say something. But don’t ghost everyone. Message sent. But still just one gray checkmark. I stared at the screen, for a long time. Until the ping of a new email snapped me out of it.

“Then let’s make sure we bring him the best ones.” As we finish up, something settles inside me. I don’t know if I can fix everything overnight, but this? Being here? It’s a fucking start.

"Is that a bad thing?" "Not necessarily. But it can be exhausting. For you and for everyone around you." She took a sip of her wine. "I used to be the same way. Then I realized that perfection is an illusion. The best you can do is show up and try your best. The rest is out of your control." "That's very philosophical." "I read it on a yoga mat."