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Every day that passes carries a hidden story. There are smiles and tears, failures and victories - moments we never saw coming, yet somehow, we are the main character in all of them. This is a 365-day devotional reflection diary - but not the kind that only offers safe, polished wisdom. This is where real life begins. Here, you'll step into stories that breathe honesty: Real talk that sometimes stings, sometimes makes you smile Daily realizations that suddenly make you whisper, "Oh... that's me." Life lessons shaped by wrong turns, right choices, and everything in between Truth bombs that hit your heart when you least expect them And of course... life as it happens - small wins, worst days, unexpected plot twists, and God-moments that remind you why life is still beautiful despite everything Every entry is a snapshot of growth. A chapter of honesty. A moment of surrender. This book is a reminder that no matter how chaotic the world becomes, no matter how heavy your burdens feel, every step still carries purpose. If you're looking for a story that isn't perfect - but is deeply real, hopeful, and grounded in truth... If you want to walk alongside someone who learned how to laugh again, fight through pain, forgive deeply, love bravely, and trust God once more - Then this book is for you. Come and join me on this 365-day journey. A year of choosing honesty. A year of healing, rising, and rediscovering beauty. One day at a time. One truth at a time. One honest step toward a life shaped by grace.

Story of the girl . Who lives in imaginary life with her loved one ☝🏻

This is exactly what the title says it is. It is a collection of moments I tried to capture with words. Each chapter represents an attempt on my part to freeze a moment or a thought in time and conserve it in the shape of a poem. Wether this endeavour is being successful or not, that is for you to tell me. Author's Note: Please take into account that these are not conventional poems. They are written how I felt they should be written at the time I put them down. That being said, do not judge them based on the conventional criteria applied to poetry. Appreciate them for what they are.

I've had this feeling since I was young, people say that I just had a bad childhood, I mean Frankly I did, my mum and dad were divorced and my little sister was killed. But that's never gotten or affected this, this was different, if I made this choice for my life my town wouldn't except me, I would be alone for the rest of my life. But this is what I want, and it's what he wants to.