Before Time (The Time Trilogy Book 1)

Before Time (The Time Trilogy Book 1) by Xunaira J. Page B

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Ahahahahahahaa! Then, there is no use in going for a walk. You’ll gain double of what you lose by walking.
    ME: Heeheeheehee! Hahahahaa!
    Impassioned: Let me tell you something. In life, there are things that nobody can force you to do, but motivation can help you do anything.
    ME: Really?
    Impassioned: Some people think that the others will laugh at them if they are fat and work out in the park. What they don’t realize is that parks are for fat people to work out, not for slim people who have no need to do so at all.
    ME: I agree! I used to go to the gym, and I never cared that people would stare at me.
    Impassioned: Well, I don’t advise going to the gym first. Walking should be the first step.
    ME: I am going to walk now!
    Impassioned: Trust me, you won’t see a miracle in a few days, but you will develop a routine, and you’ll feel active as well.
    ME: Yeah, I know! These days, I feel like I’m in a dream.
    Impassioned: Why is that?
    ME: All I do is sleep or come on the internet.
    Impassioned: Well, right now you’ve got nothing to do, so enjoy that. Well, it’s in human nature that what irritates them the most is the thing they miss most dearly after it’s gone.
    ME: I agree. I used to hate school, but now I miss it dearly.
    Impassioned: Try simple green tea and a walk. These are the best solutions to reduce weight. One more thing, put a stop to sexual activities; they affect the metabolism.
    ME: I have never developed the taste for green tea.
    Impassioned: Well, I haven’t ever tasted green tea, but everything that is used in weight loss evidently has no taste. After all, in order to look different, you have to make many sacrifices.
    ME: I will try, try, and try!
    Impassioned: If there is a conscience inside you that feels bad when people call you names or even look silently with eyes that say everything, this means your inner self is alive. This also means that you can summon your will.
    ME: I guess my inner self is too alive.
    Impassioned: If you don’t care about anything at all, you will never be able to do anything in life.
    ME: I know.
    Impassioned: In March, there will be you, me, and the park.
    ME: Nice. Do you know what khaslat is?
    Impassioned: It means ‘nature’.
    ME: I see.
    Impassioned: Nature never changes, whatever happens. People can change, but nature never does.
    ME: I see.
    Impassioned: Is anyone creating problems for you?
    ME: Nope.
    Impassioned: That means life is peaceful. One-night stands are way better than relationships, especially in some cases.
    ME: Of course.
    Impassioned: Anyways, be at peace.
    ME: Hmmm…
    Impassioned: I’m going to leave now.
    ME: Sure.
    Impassioned: Take care.
    ME: You too; take care and sleep tight.
    Impassioned: *kisses in the middle of your forehead as a mark of respect, you too.*
    And then he left. I lingered for some time, flipping through channels, but it was all so boring. I left my computer on standby and went upstairs to watch the television.
    When I returned around eight, he had left me a message.
    Impassioned: I think that your popularity graph and fan following has increased so much that people are mixing up you with me.
    He pasted me messages from a person, who was kind of an enemy to me, and who was asking him if he, Impassioned, was me. Weirdo!
    ME: Hahahaha! He hates me!
    But he had already quit.
     
     

Chapter 8
    It was colder than yesterday, and I felt like my fingers would freeze and drop off my hand. I sat closer to the heater and pulled my shawl tightly around myself. Aliza grinned at me as she passed me to go to the kitchen. My reaction to cold amused her and the rest of my family. They were used to the way I curled up near the heater and continued whining about the freezing weather. I hated winters, and now more so, because I felt colder than anyone else in the house. I used to wear three layers of clothing. I couldn’t help being like that; perhaps my blood had turned cold.
    I sneezed, then stood up to bring my laptop upstairs

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