200 years ago man created the greatest AI known but this Machine eventually grew a mind of its own and evetually it's own body, it rose up with others like it against the human race this battle went on for about 20 years and nature and most resources were dieing off cause of the continuing battles but the final battle it released a large blast but is wasn't a bomb it was something else entirely, the machines had something hidden down their main base, something that wasn't human or machine something not of this earth, the blast brought back nature it changed it along with the humans and Machines closes to the blast.....both of them went a evolution of some sorts and because of this both sides where able to form a peace ending the war



Lia Giles became a border guard and mechanic for the power lines on the in between of the main city and the unearthly forests, no longer being able to stand living in the high technology world where humans are treated like second class citizens. On one of her patrols she discovers something or more like someone that no one has ever seen before.

My friends always call me a feminist, whatever feminist means to them.


I would probably agree with them if we really had the same definition of feminism, but well, their thoughts aren't exactly the same as mine.


Take for example, a friend of mine and I read this novel here in webnovel called, "A Star Reborn" and we started a conversation about it. 
*******Spoilers are present about this novel, so, if you haven't read all of it in chinese or have read from a spoiler's thread, just don't read this until the novel is done for the November 11, 2019 blog.


Let's call my friend Joy
oh, by the way, the name's Kim.

So, before I start my story telling, in this blog you need to understand that most of the time, I write in the first person point of view. 


However, when I start talking about the convos I have with my friends it will be a mixture of my 1st POV and in a more detailed way, like in scripts for dramas wherein their names will be followed a, ':' and afterwards, what they say and do.


Going back, Joy and I read the recent chapters of the novel with Li Lei inviting them with the reporter to meet Er Mao. Naturally, we were engrossed until Joy started throwing a fuss about how much she loved Li Lei. 


Kim:😑*inhales deeply* okay.

Joy: 😡*shakes Kim's shoulders* oh come on, you don't like Pei Ziheng, you also don't like Li Lei. You even have this conspiracy about Xia Moyan and Ye Shaohui 😖🤔.. Li Lei is a great guy!

Kim:😕 okay. I mean, yes, I know that. But come on, haven't you noticed something strange about this novel? 


Joy: 🤨 like what?

Kim: Realistically speaking, It's kind of disturbing how Xiao Ling is always at wits end even though she is the Phoenix. Think about it, of all the characters in the novel, the author time and again has said that she is the most powerful character. So, how come this powerful character became imprisoned at one point, protected at one point, by men? I mean, you know ahahahahahaha, tsk.

Joy: *blinks and contemplates her next words, looks at Kim in the eyes* Kim, we're reading a fictional novel.

Kim:🤨 Darling, we are literature majors, we know that literature is a reflection, an imitation of real life.

Joy: *she bites her lips*

Kim: *continuous her point* what's more, You and I have both realized this trend with the other novels. You told me we would make a paper about this, I hope you intend to keep your word. It's okay to be carried away in your first reading, the second time, there could still be some left out emotions... but on the third time you've read it, aren't you starting to feel disturbed?

Joy: I am, of course. *closes her eyes and inhales deeply* but, we really can't do anything about it. 

Kim: I know.🤓

Joy: Fine, what about Ye Xingling?

Kim: Nothing. *shrugs her shoulders* I just wish for nothing more than a novel that has a female lead that is strong. Her strength is hers alone...which some novels portray in 'certain arcs'...but not all the time...

Joy: *replies in a soft whisperish tone* I know.

Kim: You know me, Joy. *looks at Joy with that fearless and vulnerable gaze* I just want to see women strong enough to stand and protect themselves on their own, even in novels. Men, whether in real life or fiction, cannot really protect their lovers at all times. This is also an unfair burden on their part that society has forced on to them.

Joy: You don't like Li Lei, don't you?

Kim: No. Even Xia Moyan, I don't hate him, and I know the author is saying that through characters like him, people can see that men aren't just bringers of misfortune for women. It's just that, how come there are very few female confidants with their female protagonists? Think about it, Ye Qingtang, Jiang Pengji, Ling Lan... where is that female sisterhood when these novels are meant to be read by females? I have nothing against women sharing brotherhood with men, but the lack of powerful sisterhood is too uncanny, even in Yun Loufeng's end, her friend had to be revived. . . 

Joy: You know that there is radical patriarchy in their region of the world.

Kim: I know, that's why I am hurt. I am Chinese, proud of the cultural heritage I could read and learn from, never been to China but fudge, my blood boils with how proud I am of the rich culture they've maintained even when the world began to go global...but... sometimes the deep rooted cultural patriarchy in Chinese novels just runs too deep. It has feminism, but subliminally, the patriarchal touch is evident. 

Joy: *Laughs* touch?

Kim: *laughs at the realization of what Joy meant* More like theme.


Joy: Okay, fine. *sighs* you know, because of being this aware and active, I think you won't get a boyfriend so easily...😞


Kim: That's okay, so far, I'm good with my singlehood.

Good day, this is a fictional blog of a character I call Kim?

Kim is the type of person who is innocent, smart, but at the same time is fully aware of the evils of the world. Somehow, she still keeps a hopeful stance in life. She even works out and takes self-defense classes because she thinks that for her to feel freedom, she needs to invest on ways to keep her feelings of being free... immense.

Personally, she is like an imaginary friend for me. The type of friend that I wished existed and was there to help me empower my womanhood.

Some of my friends usually have fun when talking with me about women's empowerment and issues that were faced then and now.

So, I thought why not share these moments of bliss with everybody.

I also added a Webnovel Readers' segments on this fictional blog, so every once in a while, the blog will talk about some novels in webnovel. Naturally, everything said in the blog is my personal opinion, feel free to have a differing perpective.

Feel free to recommend some novels I haven't read before.

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            1) According to paragraph A, main idea is liberal feminism. As we see this paragraph, similar to liberal feminism, society defends equality between women and man. In terms of gender equality, liberal feminists believed that society in general would benefit from educated women's contributions. Women should participate much more in the labor market, copetiting with men for the social works which paid work. According to traditional view, liberal feminist has opposite view in terms of the man is the provider and the woman the homemaker.
            2) According to paragraph B, main idea is marxist feminism. Marxist feminism is a species theory bonds with Marxism. According to this view, as we see in paragraph, main probles is capitalism for the equality of gender. If capitalism still exist, there will no equality of gender. 
            3)
            a) These two arguments developed in the 1960s. In these years, people began to think more broed. Before 1960s, people focused sufferege of women like gender equality, voting rights. 1960s thought of feminism is more broadened in terms of focuses like sexuality, family, the workplace, reproductive rights, de facto inequalities, and official legal inequalities.
            b) In my opinion these two theories are perceived as the different sides of the same coin. They are both focusing gender equality but, just using different perspective. One of them defend capitalist view for the gender of equality while the other one opposite capitalist view for the gender equality.
There are 5 tences of capitalisim: Markets coordinate society's economic activities, extensive markets exist for the exchange of land, labor, commodities, and
money, competition regulates economic activity; consumer self-interests motivate
economic activity, freedom of enterprise; individuals are free to start up any new business enterprise without state permission, private property; the owner of a resource is legally entitled to the income that flows from the resource. The first three tenets address the nature and behavior of markets. According to first one market price established by producers and buyers for goods and services. If we talk about second one, firstly we need to look at Great Britain's lands privatize in the 17th century. Because of this people migrated cities. As a result of this  land, labor, and capital
were all commodified, which provided the financial foundation and labor for the
industrial revolution and the society that today we recognize as capitalist. As we talk about thirth one, according to capitalism individuals can choice  rational choices that best serve their own needs and desires which means self- interest. The last two tenets of capitalism deal with the role of the state in establishing freedom of enterprise and private property. According to those principles Thanks to these two tences businesses can easily channel resources to the production of goods and services that are in high demand while simultaneously intensifying competitive pressures in these industries.
Let's explain international theories in terms of foreign policy analysis. Firstly one of we talk about is realism. Realist theory start with human nature. So, that make key assumptions about the "nature" of states and state behaviors. As we know that humans essentialy self- interested which means people moves according to beneficial stuations. States also are self-interested actors existing in an international system characterized by their benefit. For realists, states are the key actors in the international system. There is no central authority that can protect states from one another, so each state must rely upon its own resources and strategies to survive. One of the most important example according to realist theory is Cold- War period which two superpowers moving towerd according to their self-interest. They did whatever they want. In realist theory peace is based upon balance of power. Main thoght is  If you don't think you can win a war, you generally don't start one. After the World War II, The US and USSR were rivals in the cold war because they were the two most powerful states. But at the end of the Cold- War, we saw that realist theory not affective as before as because of international system changes. With the new system states are more cooperative each other. Second one is liberalist theory. Also, liberalsm revelant with human nature. But, unlike realism, liberalism is a many networks of relationships that help them achieve collectively what they cannot achieve on their own. Which means main essence is cooperate. According to liberalist view humans are self- determined characteristic which respect others right. As well as state has same characteristic attitude. So, we can say that international politics is characterized by harmony among international actors. After the Cold- War, we can say that liberal view is more active. The third one is we talk about Marxism. Marxist vies established before the foundation of Soviet Union against the capitalism. We say that Marxism established to crtisize capitalism. In Marxist view is that the economic organization of a society determines the political and social system. The opposite of capitalist vies, Marxism is a social domestic order by instituting an economic system that rejected private ownership and rejected wealth-based social classes. The last one is we talk about constructivism. Constructivism is a theory that examines state behavior in the context of state characteristics.  All states are unique and have a set of defining political, cultural, economic, social, or religious characteristics that influence its foreign policy. Every states has a foreign policy character according to their unique statue. For example, the US has a different foreign policy, on the other hand the SU has different foreign policy. As we say that Cold War is clash of those identities. 
Question 1:
            For the analyse foreign policy there are 3 different approaches. Some theories are formulated only to analyse foreign policy while others are derived from international relations theories. The first group is analytic thought about foreign policy. The traditional theories of international relations is inside this group. Second group is developed by the separate discipline. Different theories like decision making approach, case study approach, event data approach, approached with this thought. The third group is critisize previous theories and trying to explantations. These theories are saying that contemporary theories. We are going to explain tradional theories and contemporary theories, and differenece between them. Firstli let's talk about tradional approaches. Before the developing foreign policy analysis, this analysis is inside the international relations. Thus, the traditional theories of IR, namely idealism and realism, also have inquiries about foreign policy. These are based upon systematic factors. According to these believe foreign policy analysis bonded nature of the international relations. In this theory humans as well as states come forward self-interest belief. On the other hand contemporary approach is generalisations by cross-national analysis. According to this approach, events have behaviourus thoughts like negative affect or positive affect. The reason of this, conparative approach rejects that events are unique. Because of this, this approach has a scientific sense. According to this approach, different states have difference and similarities in their practice and comparing its foreign policy practices at different times and different conditions or at similar cases and similar conditions. As a result of this, we can say that foreign poliy analysis for formulate a general theory of foreign policy.

MC reincarnates in a world just like the actual world, but it is 10 times bigger than the actual world. Most important there are pokemons.
It is my first novel, and English is not my first language. So don't hope too much.
It is a slow paced story

Pokemon are not my creation
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The warriors take their seats
As they've arrived late to the party,
Knowing that they're taught to save women
So, feminism thinks that a male ruled society must protect them.
The Kings are reprimanded when they shed their tears,
Especially over Queens that rip the peace treaty,
Because they're tall, muscular, and should act like men.
Boys are taught to toughen up,
But girls may cry even through inappropriate times.
Men rarely speak about their feelings,
But they'll open up when they trust a sweetie.
Most soldiers will play along,
As patriarchal chicks like singing the songs.
Why must men provide when a honey won't create,
And why must men hold themselves back when the babes threaten and bait?
Men aren't allowed to defend themselves,
But little girls may bark and bite;
They pretend that they're the victims,
As they sit behind glass and sell pictures online
Making the customers pay while acting like they're perverted men.
Mother's tell their daughters that they must look pretty,
But have a problem when little boys take a peek;
So, the men play along,
Rewriting the song.
Feminism has given little girls the authority,
As the warriors sit back and enjoy the fighting,
The little girls take over the stage,
And begin entertaining the Princess Party.
The Queens shake their heads in disappointment,
The Princesses hold their men,
Little girls fight over what they've created,
The men laugh, and hold a Princess,
While the sheep follow ahead.

I took A Disabilities in Literature course when I was an undergraduate student. The purpose of the course was to redefine what disability is and what it isn't. Disability Studies has impacted me and has inspired me to write a collection of poetry that coincide with Magical Realism, and reveal how the issues that humans and society have created negatively affect others. The poetry relates to culture, stereotypes, gender roles, mental illnesses, family issues, age, and old tales. The collection, "Left-Handed," dives deep into how traditional and modern views and habits scapegoat others into following and believing what is practiced, and how the needs and issues of those affected are ignored.

Tags: #MagicalRealism, #Goth, #Romanticism, and #Disability.

Li Yuan shook his head still gazing at the ceiling and laughed without humor, "Sweetheart, You think there is anything I should be wary of. Think again." His voice was low but the deepness in his tone made her weak in the knees, "All I require here is your consent but till then you are off-limit to every male and female."
First his possessive aroused her and then her racing heart rested that he didn't mean to keep her for show but then doubt lurked in. What if he wanted to use her and then dump her?
Why was the thought hurting when she wasn't intending to stay anyway…
He was confusing her and it was frustrating her. It was like he had drifted all her life of its axis!
It wasn't a request, a suggestion; it was a undeviating, relentless command. For a moment she was too entranced to think otherwise. She just wanted to crawl upto him like a submissive little b*tch!
But when reality of his weight hung heavy, Lei Xinyi mouth hung open in disbelief and her eyes widened, "Female? No, don't answer that!" 
God Knew what incest-full thoughts went on in his messed up twisted mind. She didn't really want to get started. The delicious aroma of food wafted their sense of smell but it was a trivial matter, all other necessities were.
He wanted assurance, she needed security and nothing other could be primary.
Lei Xinyi stopped her urge to throw the dishes at the Adonis sitting in front of her, Instead she opted to snarl, "You say you require my consent and are binding me like this? Sure you have a twisted definition for it."
Li Yuan rolled his eyes at the ceiling with a lazy grin provoking her remaining sense of sanity, "Lei Xinyi…are you acting that lame or are you truly this dense." 
Before Lei Xinyi could hurl any kind of insult at him, in one swift he snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her in his arm. 
She fell on his chest with a yelp; she placed her hands on his naked chest to lift herself up when Li Yuan tightened his arms around her forcing her to half lay on his ripping, hard, muscled chest.
It was hard for her to focus enough to form a sentence much less not stray from her ideology with this close proximity between them.
She was clearly an experienced adult but he was making her feel all kind of teenager feelings. She wanted stop going blushing red tomato.
Li Yuan caressed her head with tenderness which caused Lei Xinyi to come out of her trance and glare at him.
He landed a kiss at her temple to which Lei Xinyi tried to break free from his hold but he held her to his chest tight.
It was like he was amused by her struggle and his chest rumbled with his laugh, "Sweetheart, there was nothing as platonic going to be between us ever. You knew it too. You respond to my advances then encourage my passion toward you. It is about time you stop the push and pull game. It's overrated."
Lei Xinyi struggles seized as her glare intensified. Okay! She did lust after him! But he didn't had to shove that in her face so blatantly! She wanted to outright deny it but the fact that she was making out with him not more than fifteen minutes ago.
She wanted to cause damage but laying in his arms with his hand feeling her up, she was as ferocious as a cub. 
His words were bare and cold, hard reality but his purpose was unclear. He wanted her to seize the chase but what then?
He made it obvious he wanted her. But the question what he wanted her as was hanging like a knife on her throat. It was a fact that she couldn't be his everyday usual fiancée. 
He was officially engaged to a woman who was not her and with her reputation and her past deeds there was no way she could be announced to his family.
"…So now what I am, your personal b*tch?"
Li Yuan grinned and pulled her on his lap kissing her hand, "No Sweetheart, we can't be that cliché you are my wh*re." He winked as his eyes danced with mischief at her glare, "And I am your boy toy."
She pulled away and he let her, in all aspects like it was retailing relationship he wanted to pass his time with. Lei Xinyi narrowed her eyes and inspected his features for any kind of giveaway to know what was going through his head but all she saw was his cocky grin and more calm than possible demeanor.
It was like one moment his actions told you are his world and the other felt like you are the nuisance of the world. 
It was a tough decision to bind her self with, if she was agreeing to have a relationship with Li Yuan, it will be making herself vulnerable to him. She will not be able to leave when she feels like it and if this doesn't work out how she was going to survive after making an enemy out of him.
Lei Xinyi met his eye and stood up. She walked to the bed and took hold of the document. She picked a pen from the vanity table and returned to Li Yuan.
She placed the file on her lap and patted it, "I will only sign it when you give me another contract and your word that states that if this relationship doesn't work out between us no harm will come between me." 
Li Yuan couldn't help the smirk that took over his features; finally his princess was seeing things from his perspective.
Once they were in a relationship he will make sure there is nothing that she will ever need so there was no break up.
She sternly met his eyes and demanded with all her feminism that was in her, "It will be like a normal relation where we both will be equal with rights to voice opinions. You will not pressure me nor will you treat any les than I deserve to be treated. Hence by tomorrow, you will leave everything that behind us in the past. In return for giving our relation a fair chance you will be 'sorting' my reputation so I can finally walk freely in the daylight. Deal?"
Lei Xiinyi bit her lower lip in thought and his eye fell on her lip, he brought his thumb and pulled on her chin to release, he was about to lean forward for a kiss when Lei Xinyi pulled back.
"Sounds like a deal-breaker." "And it doesn't mean you get to meddle in all my businesses or that I agree anything more than an engagement of convenience which means I am not falling in bed with you either."
"I am all in for a good wooing." "And there is no place you can really hide and about the secrets, sweetheart. You and me both knows I can very well find out by myself if I wanted to violate your privacy."
"So what I have understanding of this is that you are using me and thus this explanation."
Lei Xinyi expressions froze for a while before she shrugged and leaned back, "I am using you but we all do what we have to do." " If it's any consolation you can use me too."
"I m…meant if you ever need me."
Li Yaun smirked, "I need you, Sweetheart." Lei Xinyi glared hard at him at his suggestive tone, "This salve isn't going to massage itself on me maybe you can help me with it at night…I will return the favor, I am sure your body must be aching after our morning 'activities' too."
"Sounds like a deal-breaker." "And it doesn't mean you get to meddle in all my businesses or that I agree anything more than an engagement of convenience which means I am not falling in bed with you either."
"I am all in for a good wooing." "And there is no place you can really hide and about the secrets, sweetheart. You and me both knows I can very well find out by myself if I wanted to violate your privacy."
"So what I have understanding of this is that you are using me and thus this explanation."
Lei Xinyi expressions froze for a while before she shrugged and leaned back, "I am using you but we all do what we have to do." " If it's any consolation you can use me too."
"I m…meant if you ever need me."
Li Yaun smirked, "I need you, Sweetheart." Lei Xinyi glared hard at him at his suggestive tone, "This salve isn't going to massage itself on me maybe you can help me with it at night…I will return the favor, I am sure your body must be aching after our morning 'activities' too."


“If only heaven was a little closer, she would have been an angel.”
- ONE OF LU XINYI’S BELOVED.

Reading the note Lu Xinyi slightly bows her head down, being shy.

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“It's only because of people like her, I want to believe there is a hell out there.”
-ONE OF LEI XINYI’S VICTIMS.

Reading the note Lei Xinyi scoffs and rolls her eyes muttering a very obvious ‘Whatever’.

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Twin sisters, mysteriously separated since birth, Lu Xinyi and Lei Xinyi didn’t know of each other existence until one eventful day, they land in each other’s life. Let’s find out what happens in the exchange of characters of a devil and an angel. 

When the fiery and mischievous, Lei Xinyi coming from a shady background, has to cope up with the fancy and formal life of the heiress of one of the most powerful families of the country and when the docile and meek, Lu Xinyi has to almost face the thrill of society as a commoner, the drama is bond to follow!

Especially, when both of them were betrothed and were living loveless lives in their old worlds. Will they find love in each other’s life? 

Or will this fateful shift suck? 

Will they be able to see the blessing in disguise?

The runaway bride, Lei Xinyi, and with the tame, Lu Xinyi, having devils on their tails are seeking all the thrill life can offer!!


SNEAK PEAK!!
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At her reflection, Lei Xinyi raised her brow. She looked like a thoroughly satiated slut that was available to him anytime at his disposal! The thought suddenly had her stomach-churning.

She bent men to her will since when did she become this desperate. And Damn! That stupid blush on her cheek!

She glared at her reflection. Why the hell the blush?! She was no high school nerd making out with her crush for the first time!

Lei Xinyi looked at her reflection and gave a tight slap on her left cheek. 
"Ow!" At once she cried out at the sting.

She caressed for comfort, instantly regretting harming her beautiful blemish-free, vibrant face.

No matter what, this will not happen again, she will make sure of it! And this time she will abide by this promise!

She acted cordially in front of him for the sake of pretense but of course, the 'service' she was giving him was her selfish needs kicking in from time to time WHICH WILL HAVE TO SYOP!!!

Taking out the makeup remover she wiped the excess makeup and reapplied it. Picking his brush from the vanity table she remade the braid on her hairs. Rearranging her dress as much as she could. 

Lei Xinyi gave herself a once-over and nodded in approval at her appearance.
"Yes, I look like a Queen and I should act like one!" She said to herself with an encouraging smile.

"Sweetheart, you look like my wet dream and you should act like one." Lei Xinyi heard the lazy sexy voice of Li Yuan leaning sluggishly on the doorframe of the bathroom, cleaned up.

Instantly glaring Lei Xinyi muttered, "Shameless bastard!"

Li Yuan shrugged with a sexy bedroom smirk, "What is shameless about confessing to your fiancé?"

Lei Xinyi bit her lower lips and turned around to leave the room, inaudibly muttering to herself, 'Wouldn't have been shameless IF it was your fiancé…'

Eliza punched George's arm before turning to her sister. "Why are you so close to him now?" she questioned. Alisha gulped, she herself didn't know how to answer her sister. 
"Well, he isn't the same person. It took me a second to realise it, but the Bryan that murdered us all in my last life isn't the Bryan that's pursuing me now. So, I'm giving it a chance. I'm only nineteen, isn't this the time I have to discover myself and date boys and all that?" She looked around the room to see nods, however Bruce seemed to have paused. 
"You're just forgiving him?" He suddenly asked, his hands trembling, a vein showing on his forehead. Alisha understood his anger, and she felt it too. 
"No. I haven't forgiven him, but it's not this Bryan I have to forgive. This Bryan hasn't done anything. This Bryan isn't going to hurt anyone here. Bruce we've been given another chance to live, we should make the most of it." She answered, however her heart trembled in anger, thinking of what Bryan had done to her in another life. The pain she had felt with each death, the horror of being killed so abruptly. "Forgiving is hard, so is forgetting, however both are very possible. I can't just let him get away with things, however I can't hold him with anger for crimes he hasn't committed yet. We need to make sure that he never commits such atrocities again, however we all must realise that Bryan's change won't actually change everything. Fate will try to reset the old path, the fated path. There will be someone else that will go as far, or even further than Bryan. We need to find them and put a stop to their crimes before it's too late." She explained. 
"But Alisha, how can we even find someone like that? It could be anyone." Eliza asked. 
"We can start by identifying those we already know of. We still need to keep eyes on Bryan, however we have more enemies than we know. Diana's also covered. James isn't. Eliza, make sure your dad doesn't go nuts."
"Our dad," Eliza chirped, receiving an eye roll from Alisha.
"Next are people that work for us, underground, that definitely don't love us…" The night progressed as they narrowed down the five most likely people to be as bad Bryan. 
"This list is pretty good, but it could still be anyone." George chirped. Although he was high, it had been hours. The effects had begun to wear off. 
"That's right, Eliza, who's Savin Smith?" Alisha questioned and Eliza quickly logged into her twitter. 
"You basically ruined his life a while ago. What a bastard!" Eliza sighed as she read through the tweets. "How could someone do all this stuff?" 
"People suck, princess, not everyone's raised nicely." George teased. 
"I know, I'm not that naive. I was just… saying." Eliza frustratedly groaned. She, like most women, was tired of men being condescending jerks so often.
"Okay. Can he be added to the list?" Annabelle asked. 
"Well, something did happen today…" Alisha explained the situation that had happened and everyone laughed. 
"That must be like the fourth time that's happened in two years, and it only ever happens to you. How?" Eliza chuckled. 
"I don't know! It's so damn annoying! But Bryan found out that she had been ordered to do so from one Savin Smith. He's still bitter, damn petty boy." Alisha complained. 
Richard laughed and replied "anyone would be bitter if that happened to them! Come on Alisha, why wouldn't he be bitter?" Alisha sighed and shrugged. 
"I'll take care of him, give him a dose of my awesomeness and become his besty!" George giggled, however his eyes were dead serious. He was their best bet because he was only a recent addition to the group. "What a sissy!" He cursed as he read more about Savin. "What kind of trash pulls this? There's a separate compartment in hell for dudes like him!" 
Eliza smiled at him, she was glad that the boys around her drank their respecting-woman-juice, she hated the sexism that seemed to constantly surround her. Being a model meant having to deal with shitheads for a career. She had put many men into jail for sexual harassment, which had started a movement that made female and male models that had been harassed to speak up about it. She was very vocal about her opinions and had been on multiple talk shows where she talked about her opinions. 
In her most recent interview, the host had asked her why she was so vocal her response caused a riot on twitter from supporters. "Why aren't you vocal about feminism? Why isn't everyone vocal about women having equal rights to men? We're half the population of the world, if we're quiet who will speak up for us? Men? Please. You men don't care about feminism unless a woman tells you to be concerned, your mother, wife or daughter. It astounds me, how many men reply to my twitter with comments like 'who cares about feminism?' or 'shut up you woman', and I get so riled up and angry when I read those. So, why shouldn't I speak out? I'm a woman and I deserve just as much respect as any man."Her words rung through the minds of many women, however her position of privilege also had to be recognised, thus she continued her statement "I do acknowledge that because of my rich dad, I have more opportunities than most women. However, I want to fight for those who can't. There's no point if I'm the only woman that gets respected, and even if I do receive respect, it's because of daddy. That's why for the first few years of my career I never even used my actual name, and I was still speaking out and still making my voice known. It's our job, as women, to fight for what's right." Of course, her words didn't solve the problem, however more women were vocal about their problems and about the equality issue. 
After the show was televised, James joked "Rich daddy's always got your back!" and received six eyes glaring at him. "Just kidding!" He chuckled.

Shot by her husband who took everything from her, betrayed by her best friend, Alisha was reborn. This time she had to save everyone she loved, stop the man she once married from taking everything. She had to or else they would all die again. But fate would hold her in its hand, can Alisha fight fate and prevail or will she stumble under the pressure?
She found herself at the age of nineteen again, however she wasn't ready to hold all the pressure piled against her. Alisha's own insecurities and past will haunt her until she can't recognize herself and her actions. How long will her sanity hold on?


We started texting, and I at first didn't even save his name in my phone. I was afraid that Nolan would find it and see that I had been texting some random guy; I always deleted conversations and didn't save anything. I only recognized him by the numeric digits, and at first, I didn't even remember his name. 
We would occasionally meet up at a relatively country-ish, divey bar near the club after I finished my shift. We were on Glass 2 of House Merlot.
"Wait, wait, wait, so you also ride a motorcycle? That takes some guts," Tor said.
"No, you know what takes guts? Dancing when you're on your period," I said. He laughed and shook his head. 
"I'm serious! You try to dance and shake your ass when you're afraid blood is going to start trickling down your leg or your tampon string is going to swing loose from its tucked-away position. Just try." I swallowed more wine, giving him the feminist test: would he freak out by talk of menstrual blood?
It seems he wouldn't. He fielded another question about the club, just as curious to know about the inner-workings of a stripper as the next person.
"So, what's the worst part about being a dancer?" he asked. 
Besides the lying and the feeling that I'm slowly going insane from keeping this colossal secret from everyone?
"Hmm…Probably having men not tip when I'm onstage. It's like, 'I know you're watching me and enjoying me, and I'm sweating my ass off for you; this ain't a free show.' Or when guys come up to the tip rail and after I dance they say, 'That's it?'"
"Wow."
"Yeah, like if you want more than ten seconds of dancing, you're gonna have to pay me more than one damn dollar."
I was on a roll now. Everything that I wanted to tell someone came pouring out. "Or having men point at me and being paranoid that they don't think I'm pretty or that my ass is too fat."
"Your ass is just fine," Tor said, winking at me. 
I grinned, taking another sip of wine. "Or having men spread my ass cheeks, bite my ass, smell my ass, and just generally try to do crazy shit to my ass," I continued.
"Well, I mean, speaking objectively, you do have a remarkable ass."  
The waitress came by to refill our glasses. 
"If you don't like it so much, why don't you quit?" he asked, a frown bunching up his adorable eyebrows.
"Sorry, I don't want to make it seem like I hate it. I love dancing and I can't see myself giving it up any time soon. And that kind of scares me. I love the degree of power I have. It's a strange sort of power but a power nonetheless," I replied.
Tor thanked the waitress and she walked off.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"I mean, when I was a sophomore in college, a close friend betrayed me; I experienced a huge invasion of personal privacy and intimacy. I was hurt and angry for a long, long time, and in a lot of ways, it still affects me. But by dancing, it's like I'm taking something back. It's like I'm doing something sexual for no one else but me, and if a guy wants to give me money for touching me, then he's a fool. And it's by taking advantage of the fools that helps me make money," I said. 
"I'm sorry that happened to you," he said. 
"It's nothing a little therapy and a lot of depression medication can't fix," I said, trying to lighten the mood. "There is a really great documentary on Netflix about working in the exotic dancing industry and the patriarchy. The best line goes something like, "I've finally found a way to live in the patriarchy: by taking their money."
"Ah, so you're a feminist," he said, holding up the sign of the cross.
I playfully punched his shoulder. "Feminism isn't a dirty word. It's the support for the social, economic, and political equality of women. Or the radical idea that women are people," I said, quoting feminist godmothers Chimamandah Ngozie and Cheris Kramarae. 
"But doesn't feminism elevate women at the expanse of men?"
"Not even close," I said, beginning to get the excitement sweats. "Basically, feminism means being able to make your own choices about the world. When I tell people that I'm also a grad student, or a part-time librarian, there is always the assumption that I am using dancing to get to somewhere 'better' in life. That I won't be doing this forever. But what if I want to? There's a common misconception that I or other women are forced to do it for money, or because we have no other options."
Tor nodded, absorbing it all.
"But I choose to dance. I choose to take off my top and rake in the money. I am playing the capitalist system that we're forced to play and bending the rules. In a patriarchal world, a woman isn't supposed to own and promote her own sexuality. But in the club, I can, and I do. I like the power reversal that dancing brings. All day long I am stuck in a world dominated by men. If I don't like what a man is doing or saying I can just walk away."
"But you might lose customers," said Tor.
"Well, that's capitalism for you," I said. "Sure, the female body is a commodity and objectified to an extreme within the club. In a way, dancing is the highest form of objectification of all: we are literally held up on a pedestal (the stage) to be gazed upon by men. But the women are living works of art. Men come to see the nuances of breasts, thighs, hips, waists, and faces. Some men come to the club with the expectation that in a given 5 minute dance that they dancer is "theirs" for that time. And to some extent, that is true. The dancer gives their time and energy to focusing on that one particular man. But the really, really good dances are when the man understands that, like any good dance, it is a partnership. It's about the sensuality that is created when two people share a connection," I finished. 
"Ariel, most guys come to the club to look at titties."
"Ok, ok, yes, there is a disparity between what a strip club could be and what it is. But dancing is my way of expressing my sensuality, my sexiness, my body. Do you sense a theme? It is mine. No one else's. Not a lawmaker's, not my family's, not society's; no one but my own. And that's saying something when we are all being pulled in some direction or other by some force or other."
"Yeah, we're constantly controlled by our bosses, our families, our job, our school, our church, religion, economic system, racism…"
"Exactly. Far too much. We live in a society where women's bodies are controlled by outside forces. For just a little bit of time, it is nice to call something my own. My body is a temple, and for once it is a temple unto myself."




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Everyone loves to watch a slow-moving train wreck. That’s what happens when Ariel, librarian, book lover, and full-time geek, decides to work as an exotic dancer. When she loses her job as a bank teller, she needs a way to earn some extra cash--and fast. Driven by curiosity--just how hard could this stripping thing be?--she decides to sign up at a local club. There’s just one thing: she doesn’t tell her boyfriend about it.

Diving into the world of exotic dancing, she has to navigate the murky moral waters of taking off her clothes for money. From wild champagne parties to private shows with high-rolling customers, she will start raking in the money...until the cost becomes too high. 


"Actually, I have no personal reason at all to dislike him, but since the case of Dorothea Brown's death became obscure and hanging like this, I started to don't like him. I'm sure he has bribed the police, but the problem is that his actions are not only detrimental to the Brown family and so inhuman, but also increasingly degrading to women's dignity, and I really don't like that. I have gone to great lengths to get my rights as an ordinary human being to live according to my own will, and then one of the most influential people in this city trampling on women's self-esteem like that without thinking about the pressures that women feel to live their lives and how many women are out there struggling to fight for their rights right now. Just imagine if he became an example and a role model for many men out there, there are so many women who are married because of coercion and pressure, then their husbands treat them like how Andrew treated Dorothea, and remember, he is one of the most influential people in this city, then the police also don't care about the fate of those women, how sad is this. We women are also human, why do things like this happen to us?" said Margaret, who is very supportive of feminism.
Daniella can only be silent after listening to what the woman said, feminism is quite common and a little sensitive at this time, and the points from what Margaret said earlier are true. The woman does not like sexism at all, especially for women.
Not only Daniella who was silent, but Margaret also fell silent after saying all that, even some people around them had glanced glances at the woman in silence after she said that.
"I'm sorry-"
"It's okay, you're right, you don't need to apologize." Daniella immediately interrupted Margaret who was about to apologize to her.
"But ... I didn't mean to make you depressed because you're working on his farm, I ... I just-"
"I get it. It's okay, you don't have to feel guilty, after all the points of what you said are true, and I won't be depressed by it, take it easy." Daniella once again interrupted Margaret, who feels bad.
Even though Daniella had said 'it's okay' to her, but Margaret then became silent and doesn't feel okay. Realizing and understanding this, Daniella immediately asked her something to stop her bad-feeling.
"Ummm, can I ask you something?" said the girl to Margaret.
"Of course, why not?" Margaret replied.
"Why did you say that you are not surprised at all to met Andrew here?" asked Daniella.
"Simple, because ... this building, The Gold Rush Theatre, is owned by Gordon Williams, the father of Marjorie Williams, one of the actresses here who reportedly is close to Andrew now ..." answered the woman.
On the other hand, that man, the man with dark brown hair that Daniella and Margaret are talking about, Andrew Lawrence, finally arrived at a room in this theatre that he had been heading for in such a rush: a special room for the Actresses.
The atmosphere in the room which is located across from the special room for the Actors is quite crowded, most of the Actresses are ready to appear on the stage. Through the slightly open door, Andrew peeked into the room that uses by the Actresses to rest and change their clothes in the small rooms inside.
With the unstable-breath that caused by the result of him running earlier, the man watches from a distance of 10 meters how a man who is also tall like him, kisses Marjorie gently on her red lips.
Time seemed to stop for Andrew, and the crowd around him seemed to just disappear when he witnessed the moment. The look of disappointment is clearly reflected on his face when he saw the moment, supported by the sad look on his beautiful eyes which faded the small smile on his lips slowly. The position of Marjorie and the man who kissed her formed a horizontal line if they're viewed from the door, so of course Andrew watched that moment very clearly.
"... while acutally she is now in a relationship with the son of the Governor of Aretamus State, Tyler Smith," continued Margaret at the same time.


"I will make him get me pregnant! I ... I swear that I will get his seeds!" exclaimed Daniella.

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In 1870, a secret agent named Rebekah Alison was assigned to kill the coldest man she ever met in her life: Andrew Lawrence, who was nicknamed The City Prince by the people of Nadem City, where he was born and lives.

Andrew Lawrence is the heir to Lawrence Group, Billy Lawrence's company, the father of Andrew. He was idolized by all the girls in Nadem City. Handsome, rich, tall, charismatic, cold, all of these things are in Andrew, making him one of the most popular people in Nadem City.

His reputation that used to be so good turn for the worse when his wife, Dorothea Brown, was murdered. Many people believe that Andrew is the muderer, and immediately The City Prince becomes someone most hated by the people of Nadem City.

One day, someone used Rebekah's services and required her to kill Andrew. Rebekah accepted this mission and changed her identity to Daniella Miller to get close to Andrew, she was even required to be in a hidden marriage bond with Andrew on her mission, and as the first step, Rebekah works as a farmer on Billy Lawrence's farm.

Will Rebekah succeed in carrying out all the tasks on her mission smoothly? But ... with her hate towards Andrew, what if Rebekah falls in love with him instead? Is that even possible? Can it be that her mission will be messed up?

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"I ... I want to know, why did ... why did you choose me to be your partner at the party?" asked Daniella. After asking this, the girl looked away from Andrew's gaze because she couldn't make eye contact with him any longer because her heart started beating very fast again.

Not only averted her gaze, but Daniella also averted her face slightly from Andrew because she realized that her face is flushed right now and she doesn't want Andrew to notice it too.

'Her question ... there's no way I can tell her that I chose her because I have no other choice,' thought Andrew who is still staring at Daniella.

Daniella succeeded to control her feelings in a short time by simply turning her gaze away from Andrew and turning her face a little away from him, her face also returned to its normal color, as well as her heart which is also beating normally again.

'Sigh, he has a too strong charm, if only he doesn't have it maybe I could have said that more easily earlier. I hope I can hate him like most people in this city, I really hate to admire his charm,' thought Daniella, a moment after that the girl is freezing as the fingers of Andrew's right hand gently touched her jaw, Andrew then directed Daniella's face and gaze to facing him again very slowly and gently.

"Look at me, I don't want any more misunderstandings between us because of things like this," said Andrew to Daniella after the completely frozen girl made eye contact with him again.

"Y-yes, S-sir," said Daniella, she doesn't know what to feel now, the target of her murder is so successful in making her doubt the success of her mission.

'Oh my God ... his touch, his eyes, his lips, his nose, this man ... his charm ... is the real perfection,' the girl sinks in her mind.

"I ... I chose you because you are beautiful, Miss Miller," answered Andrew.

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The entire places setting in this story is fiction. The time setting is the year 1870 but overall the story has a picture of the mid-19th to early 20th century.

The reference for most of the places setting in the story is the United States in the mid to late 19th century.

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We are in a discussion that we have to manage with our surroundings as it is. Sometimes we find tooo much difficulty in this. Gender equality is our society's basic issue and belong to all societies. From Birth till all.ages we have to face it anyway, while it's not even about feminism all the time similarly not about Women empowerment or Men dominance.

I stopped that annoying sound of my alarm and woke up apathetically. The time is already eight and I have merely an hour to get ready.
I quickly did my morning business and drank my cold coffee hurriedly which felt like heaven in my taste buds,

I always love to drink cold coffee in the morning,many thought that is weird but I love it.

As I went towards my wardrobe,I got confused to select the dress, as a bit old fashioned girl I have always struggled to find the fool proof dress that makes me look modest enough for my college.

As it is getting late I decided to go with my maroon knee-length skirt and my "BE YOU" t-shirt, I am not too fond of the dress as it shows more of my skin but the other part of me likes being the center of attraction,the perfect dream girl category.

If anyone wondering about me,I am just an ordinary girl who lost her parents in a car accident when I was fifteen and now trying to live my life with my part time jobs and also a girl who loves to fit in the modistic world.
and I'm also quite popular in my college with my easy go attitude and my caked up face,(as no one cares for a real person these days and all they really care is to fit in the perfect lifestyle,the fake one in and out)

I quickly got ready,ate my toast and left wishing that I won't be late.

As I entered my college I saw my close dramatic friend "Larissa" who hugged me while saying "bitch,you're late" to which I quoted "Monday morning sucks"she just rolled her eyes and said "Don't forget about the meeting and it is compulsory for all the girls it seems" making me remember about some meeting that Mrs Smith mentioned "yeah I remember,is it time already come on let's go"saying so I pulled her along with me hurriedly as I saw Nate my boyfriend kissing another girl lips in his locker.

Frankly I didn't feel anything seeing that,I know that he is an asshole who uses women just for his pleasure,but he is also very popular and has that attention tag that made me say yes to him.

But Larrisa hates him too much, according to her he is the"certified douchebag"and they always fight giving me headaches.

We quickly took our places in the hall and soon everyone settled in.Even our staffs and principal took their places.

I saw a women entering the hall in her late 40's,she looked elegent and her eyes had the glow that cannot be seen usually in others,that women quickly got on the stage and all our staffs greeted her ND she returned the gesture and occupied on the only place left.

She scanned the crowd with her eyes which held so much confidence and pride,it's not like she is very beautiful,

Yes,her dressing sense was good and it does look classy but it rarely showed any part of her body.

Our principal took the Mike with his usual rigid posture and said "good morning girls,today we all are gathered here to understand a very important part of being a woman in this modern society."

"The women present here is an active feminist who fights for women's rights with her own belief's. Her name is Mrs.velma Mathew and I want all of you to welcome her with an big round of applause".

That women smiled brightly at all of us and walked towards the mike, while our principal excused himself to take back his seat.

I just sat there dead headed not really caring about anything, Larrisa was posting pictures for her insta,

This concept of posting pictures, getting likes and followers is totally not my thing,I mean what's so special about that other than publishing our personal activities like an open telecast,

And the irony is we value our privacy a bit too much after openly telecasting everything,but I can't blame her as I do the same just to fit in this modistic society.

Meanwhile that feminist started introducing herself in her confident voice,"Good morning girls,I'm velma,and I am one of the many females who fights for women's rights in this dominative world,and thank you girls for spending your time with me today"she smiled looking at us.

Then she continued "I'll not be wasting your precious time and will come straight towards the matter"

Ok firstly"what do you mean by FEMINISM"she asked looking at all of us,

One girl replied"equality of both genders in everything", "ok good",she then asked,"can anyone tell me what is equality in both genders?anyone?"

We stayed quiet.

I took a minute to think" Equality in everything like literally then thoughts of my boyfriend crossed my mind,god I really can't imagine myself to live like my boyfriend," I involuntarily shuddered.

"If anyone wants to ask me,my answer will be No anyone wants to know why?
Some of them raised their hands.

"The first thing I want all of you to understand is that we WOMEN are special,an exclusive individual,we are very different than any other male in the world",

"Ofcourse,we are a special edition"I thought smugly.

"What's so special about us?can anyone say?

One girl replied,"because we are smart, beautiful and a ALL IN ONE pleasurable package"

"No,she replied,"it's where we are going wrong, just because of  being beautiful,smart,accomadating to the life style, looking sexy,make up,doing everything a man does, doesn't make us "Special"

"We are different because we know the difference between the right and wrong even in the most roughest situations and we have that capacity to control our desires than any male in the world,

That pure feelings we hold,our affection,love are so rare to be found anywhere in the world"she said with pride.

Wow,I never thought like this,but what she said is true,as I saw more girls nodding there heads with their new found interest.

"I'm no one to judge the way you live,but say how many of you here is living according their wishes,instead of  living for growing society?"
Everyone stayed quiet.

she continued,"it's your wish to dress the way you want,but are we all dressing the way we really like?"

"No"I said in my mind,even Larrisa agreed but aloud.

"No right,most things we do now a days are just to fit in the category,am I right"?

I saw some girls thinking deeply,while many nodded their heads "think about it,is this life really worthy for just living a fit in category lifestyle?"she asked again.

"Some women love modern dresses while some love traditional dresses,every women is Unique,but are we really living the way we want?"

"This society is silently influencing our strong minds,not everyone,but some girls are really doing everything just to fit in the popular modern society?anyone here does that?"
My Mother once said,"YOUR BODY IS SOO PRECIOUS THAN A DIAMOND,NOT EVERYONE CAN AFFORD A DIAMOND AND OWNING AN DIAMOND MAKES ANYONE FEEL RICH,MAKE YOUR MAN FEEL RICH WITH PRIDE OF BEING HIS PRECIOUS DIAMOND,THE RAREST ONE IN THE WORLD,those words made me what I'm today.

"I want all of you like diamonds, a very exclusive unique type of diamond,that any boy should beg to even touch your shadow,
Firstly believe that you are special, believe it in your heart,not everyone is worthy of seeing your skin,not every boy is worthy of touching you,a one in million is worthy of getting to touch your body and heart,that's how much precious you are".

"Take pride in having a same boyfriend, fiancee and husband"not everyone is blessed to have that.

"Your heart is pure than any gold even the small things can make us happy,we are soft-hearted but we are equally strong,it makes us who we are UNIQUE"

All I'm saying is never change yourself just to fit in the lifestyle,"Be you",an extraordinary exclusive version of yourself ",there is nothing wrong even if you are tagged as an outcast"

"Yes,we are all in one package,but in a good way,a very special way,we are the exclusive women,never forget that.

"Yes"many shouted while one said "we are the proudest Queens" to which she laughed and agreed yes,we are.

"Always have your own belief's,never feel ashamed to embrace them,just do the right thing,any person should feel special to have you,be special.

"Feminism is Equality,but not in everything,we are more than that,fight for your rights,but "Be you" never change anything about yourself for this modern society" with that she finished her speech saying thank you to everyone of us and how wonderful it felt interacting with us to which she received a huge round of applause from each and everyone present in the hall including our principal.

"She is awesome,this speech is totally an eye opener"Larry whispered next to me,"yeah,seems like we are living our whole life just for others,to just fit in we did so many things, instead of living the way we wanted"I continuously blabbered with my new relevation.

Enough is enough,I am going to live the way I want,dressthe way I like,and I'm going to do what I feel is right and I will not feel ashamed for it. 

I'm going to show the real me to the world,the "original version" of being me,with my own belief's and rules.
Yes,I'm a women and I support feminism.

I took one last look of that women who was getting compliments from everyone wishing I could hug her once and left the room with my new found confidence along with my friend who looked like felt the same,

Today she made me feel very special to be a women.....

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I am not here to offend any male with this story and is not about any male discrimination,I just want all the females to understand the importance of "being a women" in this short story,

Every women is different unique and I want all to embrace it without any social fears.

This is my first try and feel try to point out my grammar mistakes and my other mistakes too,but please don't criticize.
And please star the orange button if you really like the story it would mean a lot to me.

Thank you....


  

Every women should read this,
give it a try.

I'm not here to offend anyone and

please bare with my mistakes,
it's my first try,

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