A year later.....

It's late December, I took 2 weeks off to visit Tiere at Jakarta, staying at her apartment. Tiere told me she loves her job and she made a lot of money. I'm so happy that I let her chase her dreams. And I, I finally got to work at my dream game company, was accepted right after a month dating Tiere. She's like a lucky charm to me.

The sun shining through the open curtain, I woke up before the alarm start beeping. I turned it off once it rang cause it's Sunday, I leaned forward looking at the peaceful looks of Tiere while she's sleeping, drooling on her pillow, greasy hair, and her messy waterproof makeup, did she forget to wash her face or? I use my thumb to wipe her eye –shadow but I didn't make it, for me she's always beautiful, my lips lifted upward I feel warm in my heart as it beats faster cause I realize how much I love her. Somehow it's so calming and my heart is melting. I leaned my head forward again, kiss her lips once and she pouted. "I want to sleeeppppp" she said, tossing her body to the other side. I laid back on the bed, hug her from behind. 

"Good morning, my dear" I whispered. I heard her sniffing smiles. Then my phone ruined my Sunday. 

drrrttt drrttt drrttt

I sit up to catch my phone, my mom's picture popped up. DAMN! SHE IS VIDEO CALLING ME RIGHT NOW? I LIED TO HER! But it's okay, I am 24 years old. BUT NO, JUST PRETEND I'M IN THE HOTEL.

I click the green button soon as my mom's face close up-ly appeared. I was kind of shock, my heart start pumping fast, throbbing behind my ribs, it's going to crack soon.

"Hii.. Mom" my jaw turns rigid. 

"Hey, so, you're at Jakarta?" my mom asked, still smiling.  

I nod my head, "Yes"

"Huh.. it's so hard to ask you to come to Miami, but when it is about Tiere, you arrived soon as she asked" 

I told my mom about Tiere and my mom was so happy about it. I don't know she used to ship me with Tiere since grade –school. I don't understand my mom sometimes. 

"Mom..." I rolled my eyes. 

"So where's she?"

"She is beside me..ups" I covered my mouth, DAMN! MY MOM PURPOSELY SHIFT MY CONCENTRATION.

Her smile disappeared, her face turned scary. THIS IS THE END OF MY LIFE!

"HAA!! YOU!!! Bastard! You slept with TIERE?? YOU DARE LIED TO ME?? YOU WANNA GET MARRIED SOON, HUH?" 

"Momm.. mom... listen" like usually....

Then, how about Caroline and the flowers?

Back to that time.

Once I've done my confessions towards Tiere, I walked back to my car light –heartedly. I feel happy and relieved at the same time. 

drrrtt drrttt

It's Caroline. Oh, I really forgot about her! I was kinda shock.

"Ryan.. where the hell are you?"

"Caroline.. I'm so sorry to say this. But, I think I'd like to stay with Tiere cause I love her" I said as I scratched my forehead, I know I sound like a total jerk but this is for the best.

"What???" she moaned and hung up the phone, before I even explain. 

Then the florist got to call me. 

"Hello, Giany's florist here. Am I talking with Mr.Valerian?"
 "Hello, miss florist. The bouquet and the chocolate box, sorry.. my girlfriend just left the town, so I'm giving that package for you. Thankyou!"

It turned her speechless, maybe I sound pathetic but not too pathetic that makes her confused. Ah, not a big deal.

That's how I deal with my puppy lover and the first roses I bought.

-Bonus Chapter End-

Hello, do you enjoy Bestfriend With Benefits?

Right, if you did, please hit follow my account and send me tons of likes! If there's anything you need to add, please do comment below. I'm so glad that I finally made it until the final of the story.

So here's a little throwback of the story and the specific descriptions of the character: 

Ryan (Valerian) : a tall nerd guy, he used to be thin, but he did some work out. He has a dark hair color and a pair of glasses but just in some times since he plays computer a lot. Sometimes he doesn't put any glasses while on date. Well, he is kind of good looking back in High School, just very thin so nobody noticed them, like he is nearly invisible. Ryan is from a very rich family too, but he is simple, so nobody has ever realized it. 

Tiere : a nerd girl who tends to be so active, and talkative. She has a dark past during her school time, students like to judge her, but since graduated from high school she did some improvements of her both appearance and her image that makes her prettier in the present time. But nah, in the past time, she is kind of retarded. Her family isn't that rich, but her mom's new husband and her dad's new wife are billionaires. But Tiere won't take a cent from them. She is tough. 

Caroline : she is one of the queen bees gang in their school. But she is the most normal among the others, I mean.. she is kinda study a lot rather than hanging out and shopping, even though she does a lot of shopping too. She is from a very rich family, that's why people like to cling into her. Nowadays people.

Calvin : Tiere's ex –boyfriend. Son of a famous cosmetic company. Calvin and Tiere were not in the same school. They met in the pub where Tiere worked at. That time, Calvin has a crush on her, and get to know her better. Tiere doesn't change because of Calvin, so don't get her wrong. She changed because she feel kinda ashamed of her past life during her school time. 

The quotes and some descriptions were inspired by descriptionari, they have tons of beautiful quotes and inspirational writings there. I develop my knowledge, learning from that website. 

The cover of the book might confused you. It is the picture of them wearing their middle school lab suit in their adult age. 

Here, I made 2 quotes for you! You can share quotes from Bestfriend With Benefits story your own in the comment section!

"You can't predict people, you can't predict love. It just came across you somehow, so you'll barely realize it"

"The worst part is sometimes the best part" 

-      Bestfriend With Benefits

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(Goodbye in Bahasa Indonesia)

Hello it's me Jam.
- The girl known as a sad person LMAO. 

-I have been not active for months,
How am I? Well I'm doing fine, that's what we all say right? Actually school just got finished and a lot of things are happening to our world, like the Virus named NCov. Good thing I don't have that.


Feb 11, 2020
       I confessed to my crush.
First I said "Hey, I liked you" and he says he likes me too. I was so happy because he is so sweet, kind and loyal. But as time goes by I started to feel like I don't love him in a way like I want him to be my boyfriend or it's just my friend who is his ex likes him again. It's okay if my friend still likes him I guess? But problems starts to come again in my life, I failed my exams (actually I'm an Honor Student), my parents started to compare me again to my sisters and different people, I started to act bad again that's why I hated myself more and more, I avoid my crush until the time that I said I want him to be my friend only and he started to act like the way he used to (Silent and Sad inside), I wish I could tell him all my problems but I think telling him about how I feel will make him sad too so... I just hide it. Weeks passed and I started to talk to him again and became like the old days where we are so close and talking like everyday but still he didn't notice my pain every smile, every laugh that I showed to him.

Until the end of the school year came and he talked to me with his friends and says "Umm...Hey, wanna talk about your problems?", I was shocked and wanted to tell him everything but I don't want to tell everyone know about it so I just said "Hmm? I don't have any problems dude, Haha" and I said goodbye while I regret what I did.
He chatted me online and says sorry that he's with his friends and we can't talk alone together, he says he wanted to hug me but when he saw me he frozed, I say it's okay and he promised me that he will hug me when the next school year starts.
I still love him like as a crush but I'm scared he only think of me now as a friend so I just keep it inside, I haven't cut/slit my wrist for months now because I'm trying to avoid any self harm but as I keep the pain inside my attitude changes a lot until I feel nothing anymore. Well my family don't even care about me like they don't talk to me, and if they will it's only because it's needed.
It's okay though because I don't feel sadness anymore because I'm used to it.
I started to stay away from social media and other apps so that I could be more active like doing activities in home but until now all I do is sleep.
I download apps for depression chats but it doesn't work for me. Until I just gave up and just go with the flow in this world, Idk anymore.

Everyday before I sleep my Anxiety came back again.
The Feeling of fear of Dying.
Things popped up in my head like what will happen when I die? Will my world just turn into black? Am I going to see everyone? Can I still touch myself? Will I go to a peaceful place where I can find the peace in my self? Or will I be reincarnated and just forget my past life?
When I get old, can I still do lot of things? Will my children leave me or stay? Am I going to be alone or with my husband? Can I still meet my old friends and spend time together?
Idk. Nobody knows.
As I listen to a music  "Lofi".
I sometimes felt calm, sad or lonely.
My crush starts to talk to me again and tell me a lot of happy things and I sometimes blushed secretly (in Chat) But today he came offline again and says to me that he will not be active for days... I miss him.
And I miss my old self too...
The Girl who is Active, always hyped, crazy, positive, always smile, always laugh and open to others. 



                           I Miss Myself.



-Hello Everyone I will end this story for now because I have a lot of work to do Haha, but I'll still continue again to make stories.
I'm a newbie to writing but I'll try to restart again and be a better writer as time goes by.
Please Support me Uwu haha.
Thank you guys, I wish you a Good day and Positive life, let's all pray to those people who have NCov.
Stay safe, always wash hands and avoid close contact with others and most of all Stay Hydrated Luvs.


Wish you Good health and happy life.
Enjoy your life and everything in this world,
Always do your best because we only Live once Uwu.
Don't forget to pray and talk to God.
Be open to others that you know and trusted.
We make mistakes but don't worry because everyone made mistakes, if you can correct it then do it right and if you can't don't worry because that's just past, also don't lie to others because truth is for what happened in the past while lies are what's going to happen in the future.
I have watched a movie All The Brightest Places it is a good movie for those who felt loneliness or something, i recommend it and there is a lot of quotes there too which is one of my favourite things to do (read quotes) 
The story tells different types of feelings that you might also feel too.  Sounds good right?! 
Watch it and let's talk how good that movie is Hehe. 
One last thing.



                        I LOVE YOU ALL


"I'm Awake"
-T. F

Hi, Here i'll tell you a story about a girl with depression.

Parental love is the only love that is truly selfless, unconditional and forgiving. We never know the love of a parent till we become parents ourselves. Parents were the only ones obligated to love you; from the rest of the world you had to earn it.Parenting is not a very easy work.
Especially to mothers they bring you to the world and give you life.After that they take care of you until your 18 years old probably.This is the system in US.In India parents take care of the children also when they are above 18.
Some Google quotes you need to know that parents think but don't tell you : 

You are the best thing I've done with my life.
Even though my lap is too small, my heart will always have enough room for you.
I know you're grown now, but my heart doesn't realize that. In my heart, you will always be my sweet baby.
I haven't been a perfect person, but the one thing I will never regret is bringing you into this world.
I see the best parts of myself reflected in you, but you've made all those qualities even better.
When times are hard, when your friends turn against you and your luck seems to fail, know that I will always be just a phone call away.
I know you must walk your own path, but let my love be the light to guide you.
It's a beautiful thing, watching another adult walking around out there in the world with my heart beating inside them.
I love you for the baby you were and the man (or woman) you are today.

3 friends aged over 18 find a secretively path which is a secret path/tunnel to a magical land where imaginary animals live, on a beautiful scenario.They found some extraordinary things they have never heard or seen or thought about but one day an unexpected thing came up.

At the start of 6th grade, I'm in a new environment. I'm a 10 yr old city boy who has the thickest accent of a province boy. My new classmates were amazed on how I talk and often times they laugh at me. Yes, I'm already about 5 feet and 3 inches that time (quite big for a kid my age) but still acts as a 7 yr old boy. I just dont care what they say, I dont mind what they think. Im just happy to ask my Mom if she can buy me that Nintendo game and play Mario. My other uncle, Ted, will pick me up on Fridays after school and spend the weekends with my Dad and Grandmom. Sunday afternoon, Mom will pick me up or Uncle Ted will take me back to mom. That is how my life evolved for until I learned to commute by myself. And im not even a teenager yet. 

By the age of 10, I already tasted alcohol. My dad is what they call alcoholic and smokes 2 packs of cigarettes daily. One time, he asked me to buy him a pack of cigarette and I tried to light one and I just couldn't stop coughing. Teary eyed too. Since my dad's siblings are all boys, booze are common in our house. Boys night out everyday with them. They let me taste beer with the reason, its always better to learn to drink with family rather than others without consent and guidance. Maybe they are right, maybe they are wrong. Who cares, right? When Christmas and especially, New Year comes, I am always excited. Super excited. Family reunion is a thing for us and seeing them all together, with my Mom there also, was great. My Dad works as a legal arbiter for the province and since he has many connections, fireworks and such are always aplenty with us. They give us so many fireworks for free that they are having a hard time finding what to do to those things. Its like having a fireworks shop in our house during New Year. I would sneak up some firecrackers and give them away to my friends, to look cool of course. Just so you guys know, one of my fears is lighting any kind of firecracker. I'm afraid to use one. I just love looking at those things 

I bought 1 bottle of whisky, bought some crackers, and cooked some nasty "sisig" and watched a movie last New Year. My friends from highschool, from Bulacan, Bicol, Cavite, all greeted me and my family with Happy New Year and Merry Christmas quotes (Yes, quotes, with some memes and GIFS) and I blew a horn and jumped a couple of times (Yes, I do that every year since I was s kid) when new year arrived. And I was a little drunk also. That was also the same the past 4 yrs, although with different cracker and finger foods as well. Oh well...

I tried playing basketball in the 6th grade since I love it but I'm not as good as I thought I was. I'm akward. The school still got me to play for the team only because I was a little bigger than my classmates were, but I wasn't good enough to be part of the starting five. I was a bench player. And I'm so homesick. Anyway, the only consolation for me at that time was the Mall, a very big mall at that time, and I was there almost everyday. It's like a 10 minunte drive from our apartment and Mom would always have the time to take me there, and my sister as well whenever she is with us. 

But still, whenever I went to the province during weekends, I love the scent and the atmosphere there compared to the busy streets of the city. On my Mom's side, I have 2 boy cousins and they are really doing well in school. In fact, both have academic awards for excellence and they are such good boys. No vices at all. They don't even drink. Maybe because their mom, my Auntie, is a school teacher and a disciplinarian. Who knows, right? Anyway, since I was on my way to 1st year high, where do I want to go? By the way, I forgot to tell you that I may have played the piano well, I'm not good in school. I might be a C+ student, maybe a C- at some subjects. One of my cousin studied at Letran College, a school for boys, and very strict on grades. He also said that if ever I choose his school, he will look after me. It is also located a few meters from my Mom's office. 

Steve, my bestfriend, told me that our friends from grade school asks if I would be going back there since there is a basketball team being made by the school. I'm tall and said that my chances to be part of the team might be bigger since we are still growing. Besides, this is my home and my family and friends are here. My friends persuaded me to return but I just realized that who will provide for me when I am here? If I am going to stay here, what will Mom say and feel? Didn't we just went through with that stupid attorney? And also, I just found out something with my Dad which tore my heart into pieces.

"In every conceivable manner, the family is a link to our past, bridge to our future."
The sixteen-year-old Klaus Weber uttered this sentence smoothly to his friend sitting at the seat in front. Being the last students to stay in their classroom, the garbled noises from the schoolyard stood out to the two friends.
Sunset dyed their classroom orange.
Crows cawed somewhere outside as they flew.
There were several students in the tennis club practicing in the late evening, and Klaus could hear their shouts even from his class. If someone was to ignore this, the atmosphere surrounding Klaus and his friend could be considered quiet.
Klaus Weber. A first-year high schooler at the Yokoyama Ichi Academy. His ocean blue eyes were a distinct contrast to his neatly cropped dark hair. His diversions while at school? Getting together with friends and those who he considered family as often as he could. Participate in events with them and alike.
To someone like him, being alone without a friend, a family member to talk with was something he never wanted to experience again.
Speaking of which, the friend sitting in front of Klaus at the time was Akeno Aoi. With her thin eyes staring at Klaus indifferently, she brushed a few fingers over her other hand.
"That quote. Alex Haley, was it?"
"Correct!" A wide smile appeared on Klaus's face.
"Then, how about this one?"
Klaus coughed an exaggerated cough and straightened his sitting posture. "The family is the most important organization in time or eternity. Our purpose in life is to create for ourselves eternal family units."
"...Joseph Fielding Smith. That was a quote by Joseph Fielding Smith."
Once again, Klaus smiled at Aoi's correct response. He practically muttered those quotes a multitude of times to her, so it wasn't difficult to guess. As best friends, they were close, so it was hardly a chore for Aoi to remember the quotes and who had said them.
"I'd heard them for too many times. Pick a new quote. Choose one that's not related to family or anything of the sort," said Aoi. The words she spoke came out as monotone as ever. They lacked any ego or drive. While this was true, Aoi's eyes glinted with slight happiness every time Klaus brought up his list of quotes randomly.
But her expression was almost the same that no one noticed, not even Klaus.
"Hmm, you have a family of your own, Aoi. I was born an orphan, raised by my grandmother, and learned to do everything by myself."
"That was quite an exaggeration. I don't remember the last time you cleaned your room by yourself. In regards to sports, you're hopeless."
"Ugh... Don't bring those up!"
"There's only the two of us here," Aoi muttered as she ran her hand down her shoulder-length dark hair.
Aoi adjusted her glasses and then grabbed her schoolbag. Knowing she wanted to leave, Klaus did the same as well and swept his gaze over the classroom. Since both of them were on duty, they'd swept the floor and wiped the windows after their classmates left.
"Wait for me at the gate," ordered Aoi.
"Where are you going?"
"The staffroom. Just wait for me at the gate, Klaus."
With almost silent steps, Aoi walked away and turned into a corner in the corridor, leaving Klaus alone. Ah, he had forgotten. They had to return the keys to the storeroom. Klaus realized this and bit his lip.
Well, the boy was prone to forget things quickly.
On the ground floor, Klaus sauntered over to his shoe locker and pulled out his shoes. He had put a bit of strength into his pull without him realizing, and a white letter immediately fluttered before his eyes. It took a few moments before Klaus could register the object lying near his feet.
"Wait, did I..." Staring at the nameplate soldered onto the shoe locker's door, he shook his head. It was indeed his shoe locker.
"Hm." He quickly glanced left and right. Good, no one else was there at the moment! It would be unwise for him to wait any longer, and so, he picked the letter and hid it in his schoolbag.
Opening it in his room would be the best choice. Though, even after Klaus had resolved to this, his heart couldn't stop thumping against his chest.
"A love letter? It can't be, right?" He said to no one in particular.
He balked at the fact that he'd just received a love letter. That couldn't be it? He never had any experience with this sort of event before, so he had many doubts. No one would think of giving something like this to him. After all, a lot of girls he knew described him as annoying since he wouldn't stop coming up with quotes during conversations. He was self-aware of this.
Though by letting his negative thoughts took over, Klaus quickly concluded that the sender had mistaken his shoe locker for someone else's. Hence the reason why he found the letter first.
Wait, this didn't feel right as well.
It was late evening. Wouldn't it make more sense for the sender to place the letter in the early morning? Leaving it in the shoe locker for a whole night would surely trouble the sender more than he or she would've wanted. That person wouldn't be able to get a good night's sleep, thinking about it.
"Ah... but what do I know? If it does turn out that he or she got the wrong person, I'll just put it where it is supposed to be."
A simple plan, but common sense would tell him otherwise if he thought about it a few more times. There was a good chance that the intended person was someone he didn't know at all, if barely. Klaus proceeded to focus his line of thoughts in a different direction. Indeed, he quickly thought that the sender didn't get his shoe locker mixed up, that he was the intended person all along.
Standing by himself at the school gate, Klaus mentally made a list of the possible girls who had placed the letter in his shoe locker. Could it be the class's representative, Kitabayashi Arisu? Or perhaps his secret admirer was the student council's vice president, Fukutsuchi Emiko! No, this list had some girls that were out of his league. He had to trim it down.
"What's this about a love letter?"
"Wah!"
Aoi looked at Klaus with a steady gaze, neither curiosity nor puzzlement visible in her eyes. At least Klaus thought so when he saw her.
"Nothing... The family is one of nature's masterpieces!"
The quote came out of nowhere. Klaus put up a wry smile, somewhat contradicting himself. He was an open book to his best friend through and through.
"A quote by George Santayana. That aside, you're nervous. Did something happened while I was gone?"
Aoi didn't appear to be worried, despite what she said. Her emotionless countenance sometimes made even Klaus a bit dumbfounded when he wanted to respond to her questions.
These two walked to school every day, and it didn't take more than fifteen minutes for them to reach their neighborhood. Klaus halted in front of his house and slowly turned to face Aoi behind him.
"Have you ever thought of sending a love letter to me?" Klaus blurted out of nowhere, asking a straightforward question.
He'd hoped that his deduction was correct, that Aoi was the one who'd placed the letter.
"Let me guess. Someone sent you a love letter, and you haven't opened it yet. But since you're not close with anyone other than me, you're assuming I was the one who'd given you the letter."
She'd guessed everything!
"Um..."
"I see. Then, good luck with your first romance."
Aoi lazily waved Klaus goodbye and walked to her house a few blocks away. For someone who had known Klaus for a long time, she knew Klaus had no experience in this sort of matter. As far as she was aware, his focus was solely on his hobbies and fascinations.
Klaus's hobbies? During his free time before dinner, he would tend to his collection of books. Yes, each book, each story revolved around the character's relationships.
"Spirits Beyond. Rise of the Wandering Noble Family. Black Tears of Brynhildr."
It was only five more minutes before dinner, but Klaus decided to read one more book before then. He sat on a chair and skimmed through the scented pages of Spirits Beyond. It didn't take more than a few seconds until he had reached the page he wanted to read.
The page described a scene where the male protagonist who had grown up by himself stumbled into a certain girl. This girl recognized him as her younger brother, but he denied any relation between them quite adamantly. The protagonist had grown to hate his family for leaving him by himself and quickly ran away from the scene. He ran away from his older sister.
With a sigh, Klaus put the book away. This emotional scene always got him excited. More often than not, he would try to find time to read the book over and over.
"Spirits Beyond" wasn't the best book he had read, but the protagonist resonated with him quite a lot. An orphan searching for his family, but in the end, chose to forget about them.
A strange feeling welled up in his chest. Yes, the sense of uncomfortable deja vu hit him every time he read this scene. Why? He didn't know the answer.
"Ah, the time!" It was already time for dinner.
At the dining table, an elderly smiled at Klaus when he stepped into the kitchen. Dinner for that night was chicken curry with fragrant, fluffy rice.
Klaus had helped cooked the rice and cut the chicken into sizable pieces roughly an hour ago.
"Eat slowly. The food won't be going anywhere." Klaus's grandma let out a small laugh. Klaus shoved lumps of rice into his mouth, refilled his bowl of rice, and slathered more curry on his plate.
Since Klaus was young, this woman had been taking care of him by herself.
Words won't be enough to describe how grateful Klaus is towards her. Due to this, Klaus wouldn't hesitate to spill whatever he had in his mind.
"Grandma, someone put a love letter in my shoe locker!" said Klaus after he'd finished eating.
It was worth noting that he had not opened the letter yet. Regardless, he ran his mouth and spoke in a prideful tone. This accomplishment enraptured him this much.
"Who is it? Do I know her?" Grandma asked curiously.
"I haven't opened it yet. But whoever this girl is, I'll make her like me more with the newest quotes I'd discovered. She'll fall head over heels over me, I'm sure."
"Ah, but don't neglect your studies, okay? You're a smart student already, so I don't want your academics to be affected. Make good use of your time," said Grandma. "Anyway, don't forget to introduce her to me when you can."
"No problem!"
To be so excited, it was proof that this was indeed Klaus's first step into his adolescent romance. Not to say it was wrong to be thinking this way.
Klaus went back to his room after chatting with grandma for a little while and rummaged through his schoolbag. His fingers pressed the white letter as he pulled it out.
Sweat trickling down his forehead, he gingerly opened the letter with his free hand. A folded sheet of paper poked out from inside.
Thum! Thum!
Akeno Aoi let herself in through the wooden door and stared at the letter in Klaus's hands. She raised an eyebrow at it.
"I didn't say you could come in!" Klaus said with slanted eyes. "And when did you come in?"
"You haven't read it yet?"
"No... I'm about to. Why are you here this late anyway?"
"I can't help but question myself. I want to know who it is."
"Tch. Don't be a busybody."
Klaus wanted to read the letter by himself, so Aoi's presence miffed him, more than he'd thought it would. Regardless, Klaus motioned for Aoi to sit on his chair as he unfolded the white sheet of paper.
It wasn't uncommon for Aoi to visit him at random times. After all, they had known each other since elementary. He was used to seeing her quite a lot after school.
"So, so, who is it?" asked Aoi with an indifferent expression. Her words didn't match the face she was making.
"...."
"Hey, I'm talking to you."
"Is this a prank?"
Klaus gave the paper to Aoi and sat on the floor. He buried his face in his hands and sobbed exaggeratedly. Snots of shame flowed out, and tears of embarrassment trickled down his cheeks. Who would do this?! A devil in human form! Klaus cursed silently.
Aoi stared at the letter, and as if wanting to exacerbate Klaus's mood, read the contents out loud.
"Klaus Weber, I'd known you for a long time. You might not believe nor remember me. To err is human, after all. There are so many things I need to tell you. I need to see you in person. I'll visit your classroom sooner or later, so be prepared.
Regards, your loving father."
"Is this a joke? Your father is..." Aoi wanted to comment on the letter, but Klaus's sobs ceased the action.
"My parents died a long time ago!" Klaus said with teary eyes. "The only ones I have now are you and grandma. Who thought about this heartless prank?!"
"Now, you're acting like a five-year-old... You're exaggerating. Ignore this and..."
"Aoi! I won't forgive anyone who makes fun of my family! If the family were a fruit, it would be an orange, a circle of sections, held together but separable – each segment distinct."
"What? That's a quote by Loretta Cottin Porgrebin, right? That came out of nowhere."
Klaus shook his head and stormed out of the house, his hand gripped a slender wooden stick tightly. Where did he get it? Aoi called for him, but the man paid her the scantest attention. He would visit this student who'd sent the letter and wack him or her in the face!
Though, he had no clue as to who this person was, and more importantly, where he or she lived.
"Stop being an idiot."
Aoi pulled him by the collar and slapped him squarely on his cheek.
"Wha... Aoi?"
"You become an idiot every time you let your emotions take over. If I wasn't there for you each time this happened, then you would've been caught doing stupid things."
Again, Aoi said these words with little to no emotion showing on her face.
"Aoi..."
"And since I'm always with you at school, the other students will think I'm weird as well."
"That's your reason?!"
"Anyway, enough of this. Throw away the letter and finish your homework. I'll let you copy mine this time."
Klaus nodded and thanked the benevolent sister with a smile. He wanted to do his homework by himself before, but an offer like this was hard to resist. As for the stupid letter, he would just keep it for now until he could find the sender.

[ STORY IS ON INDEFINITE HIATUS ]

"In every conceivable manner, the family is a link to our past, bridge to our future." – Alex Haley

Every night when certain individuals close their eyes and start sleeping, they are pulled into a place called "The Personal Dimensions". 

During their stay there, they are capable of manipulating the contents of the dimension to their whim. However, evil creatures called Draugrs appear to prey on these humans, forcing them to defend themselves with the help of an entity to guide them.

Soon after a fated encounter, Klaus is discovered to have been "reincarnated" and is able to enter the Personal Dimensions and fight – while balancing his school life, his social life and his new dungeon-crawling life.
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*This story is also published on royalroad.com and scribblehub.com

Some authors in chat talked about a book's worth. 

Most agreed that its value depends on the readers' willingness to pay for a novel. And the most selling here in WN are romance and h e n t a i.

Honestly, it is true in a sense that most authors who don't write these two genres or have the general audience receive lesser income to none. However, there are also other genres that are popular.

What saddening is that a story which has no s** will be buried deep in the list of books.

One time, a person told me that he won't read books without s**. I think you understand what I mean.

Sad... 

Those good literary authors will just choose Amazon. I totally agree with that.

But, is that what really makes a book valuable? So, the authors will just resort to writing stories with s**  since most will welcome it.

I feel sad if it is.

I've been reading and watching epic and classic stories like Mary Poppins, The Twelve Kingdoms, Fushigi Yuugi, The Vision of Escaflowne, Star Wars, Anne of Green Gables, Pride and Prejudice, Little Women, and others. 

These are great books but I'm not sure if the new generation is still reading them.

Hoping they are.

So, what is the worth of a writer? Of a person's storyteller's heart and creativity?

Will it just be buried deep in isolation? Will it just be following the flow of readership and abandon its desire to produce good stories?

I disagree. We still love good stories. There are still more readers who love good reads. In fact, these type of stories are more engaging and imploring. Those epic stories won't be called epic if no one reads them anymore. They are classified as such because their worth is beyond trends.

They simply go against the flow and create a tsunami, leaving people awestruck.

That is the type of book I want to write. I prefer to be remembered as an author who writes good stories without compromising the principles I believe.

Don't get me wrong. There are still good books with a bit of those s** things out there that you can read. But they don't focus on those scenes but on the story itself.

I am a person who never follows trends. And I care less what people call me. I will rather be true to myself than to follow the crowd and lose my self-respect.

In my opinion, the worth of a story is not only on the business side but also on how much heart and effort the author gives to his/her books.

To authors: Let us enjoy writing good stories. Let us be proud of what we write for not everyone can be authors. And not all writers can finish a book. The truth, most books here are unfinished.

To readers: Support good books and give the authors that confidence to continue writing good stories. Without your support, the authors might give up. If no one read good stories, then there's no point on writing one. But I believe most readers still love those type of books.
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Inspirational Quotes for Authors:

"I try to create sympathy for my characters, then turn the monsters loose." — Stephen King

"If you can tell stories, create characters, devise incidents, and have sincerity and passion, it doesn't matter a damn how you write." — Somerset Maugham

"Any man who keeps working is not a failure. He may not be a great writer, but if he applies the old-fashioned virtues of hard, constant labor, he'll eventually make some kind of career for himself as writer." — Ray Bradbury

"I have been successful probably because I have always realized that I knew nothing about writing and have merely tried to tell an interesting story entertainingly." — Edgar Rice Burroughs

"The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story." — Ursula K. Le Guin
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Inspirational Quotes for Readers:

"Whenever you read a good book, somewhere in the world a door opens to allow in more light."
–Vera Nazarian

"Make it a rule never to give a child a book you would not read yourself." —George Bernard Shaw

"Great books help you understand, and they help you feel understood." — John Green

"The only important thing in a book is the meaning that it has for you." —W. Somerset Maugham

Books can be dangerous. The best ones should be labeled "This could change your life."
–Helen Exley

Have a good and fruitful day.

😁😁😀😄💖💓💞

I  invite you to read the short diary of my daily struggle as a writer. No clear update but I will try to write every day. Don't expect very long chapters.

Started as an entry for fun and submitted for writing prompt #63: One chapter post but still ongoing.

 Please add tags: #diary #drama #comedy #author #writing

Please read my ongoing story:
The Sorceress' Heir: Blossoming Youth and Power

"David, Start the car. The kids are ready." Dazzle shouted from her room to her husband, who was nervously looking around because the car wasn't starting or even responding to him.


David mumbled, "I am so dead." "Mom! What do you mean ready?" A teen girl with an all-black dress asked.

"shush! You don't want to make your dad mad, right? Dazzle asked sternly. "Mom, they rhyme. Dad and Mad." A young teen boy, with a cool dressing style, said.

The young teen girl grunted and immediately started to pack to her school quickly.

Dazzle chuckled and said, "Kaycee and Noah, take your lunch bags and school bags."

Kaycee is Dazzle's and David's first child. She is fifteen years old. While Noah is fourteen years old. They both have a totally different type of nature and style.

Dazzle hurriedly slipped in a candy bar inside both of their bags. "Mom! Here I am. Ready to be the popular boy in my new school." Noah said with a proud grin.

Dazzle hugged Noah and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "I am not a baby, mom," Noah said but kissed his mother's cheek. "But you are my baby mother."

Dazzle looked at Noah wearing all his nice dresses. Dazzle mumbled, "Your taste in dressing is so good. I am impressed."

Noah just smiled and said, "That is what every girl in my school says...

Dazzle chuckled and said, "Where is your sister?" 

Noah's expression suddenly turned to dull from bright. He said in a cold tone, "Who cares?" and walked away.

Dazzle sighed and called for Kaycee. Kaycee and Noah's different personality never let them get along, either in the home or in school.

Kaycee was in her room, listening to a song. She wore her headphones tightly and carried her bag to go to school.

She mumbled, "At least, I find more of my people at this school. I am done with the bullying shit."

Dazzle looked at Kaycee and said, "Hey, Sweetie-" she stopped in mid as she saw Kaycee dressed all in back.

Dazzle gulped and continued, "Have a good day. Love you, darling." Kaycee just nodded and walked towards their car.

Dazzle whispered to herself, "Her dressing..." Dazzle was thinking but she had to stop when she heard a loud squeal.

Dazzle immediately rushed out and looked at her husband hugging the car. 

Dazzle looked at David and mumbled, "Weird"

Noah laughed and said to his father, "Dad! I think I am getting more handsome...more than you." 

David smiled and said, "Don't brag too much. As I said, your name..." "is of someone who respects simplicity." Noah completed with a grin.

Dazzle chuckled and waved them goodbye. David and the kids got inside the car. Kaycee was closing her eyes and listening to her music while Noah was busy adjusting his hair.

Dazzle yelled, "HONEY! PICK LIAM FROM UNCLE'S HOME ON YOUR WAY BACK. He stayed there for two days."

Liam is Dazzle's and David's last and youngest son. Liam is ten years old. But Liam wasn't a normal kid, Liam was born with a mental disorder, paranoid schizophrenia.

He was diagnosed for the paranoid schizophrenia disorder, two years ago, after being informed from school that Liam has a habit of talking to someone who doesn't really exist and feeling touches and others presences.

Liam is homeschooled these days by one of their neighbours, who are retired teachers. He also goes to a psychiatrist for his therapy.

As it is a birth disorder, it can't be cured but can be reduced or contained.

Dazzle named both of her boy children Noah and Liam because she can never forget the help and support these two people gave her.

"They were loyal and gave love to her until their death." She says.

Dazzle sat down after seeing the car disappear. She sighed and went towards Kaycee's room.

Dazzle was always worried about Kaycee. Kaycee's interest and hobbies were always odd, well, not for Dazzle.

Kaycee loved dressing with loose t-shirts or black jackets. Her drawing was normally filled with blood and guts.

She likes fighting and listening to music.

The reason why Noah and Kaycee are going to a new school is only known to Dazzle and Kaycee. 

Kaycee had punched a boys noise, in her old school, because he called her a "whore." But being a rich ass boy, he almost expelled Kaycee.

Dazzle had to lie to David about the bad curriculum in their old school, to change the school. 

Dazzle can't tell the real reason to David because he is a strict father, who can get so angry and impulsive when he is mad.

Dazzle sighed again thinking about that incident. Dazzle sat down at Kaycee's bed and read her quotes that she was hanging around her bed. 

She has written to them with all her emotions. "Bestie? I have none. I don't need one. Cause I am the one who I need."

"He touches and I just nod? Fuck no! I will freaking kill him."

Dazzle gulped as she read those quotes. "Did I reincarnate again as my child? She has got both mine and David's scary side."

Dazzle and David cut loose their connections with the gangster world as their kids grew. 

It had been years since Dazzle even talked to Darwin, who now moved to India for his business. He chooses to be alone and independent until now.

Dazzle got up from the bed as she heard Liam's cry. Dazzle rushed out and saw David who was angry, while Liam was crying.

"What's the matter?" Dazzle asked David. David said, "Your parenting." Dazzle gulped as she saw how angry David was.

Dazzle asked, "Honey? What do you mean?" David chuckled sarcastically and said, "Did you tell Liam that he can go to school next year?"

Dazzle looked at Liam and said, "No. I meant the upcoming years." David looked at Liam and said, "Go to your room."

Liam immediately ran towards his room. David said gritting his teeth, "He doesn't want to return to our home. He says he wants to go to school.

He never said those things. It is all because you said to him about the school." Dazzle blinked to stop her tears and said, "I-"

David yelled at her face, "Shut up!" making her flinch. David walked away towards the door, outside the house.

Dazzle sat down on the floor, crying. Liam peeked in from the door and hugged her tightly. He asked, "Mom! You said you hate all the boys who hurt you, right? Do you hate dad too?"

Dazzle smiled in between her tears and said, "No! Things change after marriage. He is my husband, how will I hate him? I love him. He is the only man who can hurt me."

Dazzle said smiling and kissed Liam's pink cheeks. "Did he slap you?" Dazzle asked with her eye-widening.

Liam nodded and said, "He was so mad." Dazzle immediately got up from the ground and went out to see David.

She looked at David and walked towards him with fast steps. "How can you slap Liam?!" Dazzle shouted.

David said coldly, "He was throwing a tantrum." "So? You raise your hands on our child?" David nodded.

Dazzle shouted madly, "Fuck you! David." David looked at Dazzle, connecting his fuming eyes with her angry ones.

"Why can't I slap a child with bad behaviour?" David asked gritting his teeth. Dazzle said in a loud voice, "You can warn him but SLAPPING IS WRONG."

David had enough and without realising, he slapped Dazzle on her cheeks, making her fall down. Dazzle looked at David, holding her burning cheeks, with a teary eye.

Liam screamed and rushed towards Dazzle, hugging her. Dazzle said in a low tone, "Liam is having nightmares of someone hitting or touching him, that is why. You know about him. Right?"

David was shocked by his own actions. He said stammering, "Baby, I didn't mean too." Dazzle just stood up and went back inside their house.

She went inside her room and looked at Liam, standing on the entrance. She said smiling at Liam, "Go and sleep, my love."

Liam nodded with his tears brimming and went inside his room. Dazzle lied on her bed with a thud.

Dazzle curled herself as a ball on their bed and started crying.

David walked in drowning with guilt. He walked inside their room and pulled Dazzle towards his chest by force, grabbing her arms.

Dazzle tried her best to free herself from his grip. "Leave me." She said in a weak voice. Dazzle cupped her cheeks and caressed the cheek he just slapped.

It was bright pink with his hands marked on them. Dazzle cried more and said, "You even started raising your hands on me. I...I was not someone who was used to getting hit. I am sorry."

David hugged her but Dazzle didn't give in that easily. He kept her hands on his chest trying to maintain distance. 

David immediately grabbed her chin and softly kissed her on her lips with passion and love. "They taste the same. Delicious and addictive. You are still as hot as ever."


Dazzle is a young teen girl with a beautiful face and a kind heart. She is such a angel and a loyal friend but not the peoples around her.

Bullied by school mates, Harassed by her teachers, seeing all her friend being abused...Even after seeing all this, she couldn't do anything.

Why? Because the city where she lived gives respect and rights only to men. 

If a woman talks backs or rebels, it is her end. End of her life and dignity.

But not anymore. She has the power of karma by her side.

Going through continuous assaults and facing deaths of her loved ones, made her a heartless bitch.

"WOMAN'S AREN'T SUPPOSED TO UPSET A MEN? THEN WHY NOT KILL THEM INSTEAD?" Dazzle thought 

Read more to find Dazzle's journey from a weak angel to a deadly demoness.


Will she be a psychopath who devours blood or just revenge?

He was the king of his country. This year he would be 23 years old he was blond with blue ocean like eyes. He was a bit on the androgynous  not a classic handsome guy but nonetheless quite beautiful. 
He knew that this should not continue he knew  that Blue was innocent and she should be protected. He was in love with her since she was fifteen. He had truly melted his frozen heart.With his people he was cruel but with his love he wanted to be kind. 

"This ash*** messing with me. What's with this title Flower of evil are they trying to make me mad. Do they think I am a woman ". His anger could not be contained. First Blue now this.. 

What we have not explained yet to the curious reader is that the whole humanity was crazy about entertainment. They loved so much that they could do anything to escape from boredom. So what they did was they created a TV show called Anna's adventures.The TV show was something that came from the idea of an old world film called the Truman show. In this show though the protagonist was our heroine Blue. What is more they could hear her thoughts through the microchip this was actually illegal in the real world but for the sake of the show they made it happen. 
They had a scenario for her but in general they let her interact freely with humans. Those that she found interesting became the TV show's stars. When the ratings dropped they stirred some drama to make it more popular.. This was how her parents died. They were simply actors all around her were actors Blue was an orphan after all..The whole humanity could play in this show and  they  randomly chosen by the system a feature that Blue knew nothing about. 

He was the one that send her all those artistic songs and quotes and books. He had hacked the system when he was 12 on her parents death and to Cheer her up she send her the first song. People find it romantic so they do not stop him. They have recently started wishing for their meeting. 
He was really interested in  that but he could not actually go into the Civilized world and meet her that was completely impossible.

I have written a part of this story before but I can't find my account haha.... So I am re writing it hoping that it will be better this time... 
Let me write a more alluring synopsis. 
"She was torn between her true love and her soulmate. Who will she choose eventually the wolf or the rabbit". This is the story of Blue, Orange and Angelos the three of them will fight for a truly better world.". 
I am not really a great author but I really wanna tell this story so I ll try my hardest please support me and thank you for your time.

I am a determine young woman, I love singing, dancing, and writing. I read less these days because I'm too busy making my own novels. In 5 months I'm going to turn 18 years old.

 I don't have many friends, but I'm known by many, I don't like crowded areas, I'm more of a private person mainly because I don't trust people easily. I am short, beautiful, I am a councellor, I
enjoy putting a smile on everybodie's face even if it means that I have to wear a frown on mine. I am very emotional, I am a risk taker, and I go with several quotes like:
''Sometime we're tested not to show our weakness, but to discover our strengths.''

''If someone doesn't support you during your lows, then they don't deserve to be with you during
your highs''

''Honesty is the best policy''

I am the last child for Chicketa Lewis & Scott Lewis, I am an aunt, I am a stepmom and a
counsellor.
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Did you enjoy this chapter? Then read more....

"If you can stand, you can always fall, and if you fall you can always stand
~~~~~~
By:Sasheena Lewis


My pain, my dreadful past, my happiness and other things that I'll leave for you guys to find out is in this book. Not many people like to talk about their past and things they went through/the things they have to put up with but as for me I want you all to know my background.

 I don't only want you guys to just see the best part of my life/my best moments I want you guys to see me at
my worst as well.

Many people don't remember where they're coming from but as for me, my memories at my weak points, all the pain and all the negativity I have to put up with, will forever live inside of me not because of covetousness but because my pain made me into who I am today. I truly hope this book will not only grab your attention but to let you know the writer writing the book more ( Which is me of course) and also teach you lessons that could help you with the challenges you're facing today or tomorrow.


I don't know how long this book will be but I'm sure it will be worth reading and worth your time. And if you haven't read Reuniting With My Ex-Husband On Christmas as yet, now is a good time to go and check it out, and if you're curious to know the pain I go through and the challenges I have to put up with then this book is for you and even if you're just curious to know me more be sure to read this book as well. 

If my story touches your heart please share it, and if it didn't share it as well, maybe it will not touch your heart but maybe it can touch the person/persons you share it with

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