Once a year a new person is chosen to be God. This is the story about one of those people.
(I am still adding parts to this short story.)
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"the sound of women’s laughter drifted across the still water of the harbour, lights glinted on the oily blue surface.

She was an Indian ship, The Mumbai Princess. He could see turbaned members of the crew moving among the guests serving drinks. It was Divali, the Indian festival of light, flickering lanterns and night lights.

In the stern of the ship was a golden statue, one of the Hindu goddesses- garlands of bright flowers hung round her neck. She shimmered, reflecting the light surrounding her.

Ahan looked down at the sea. Underwater it was dark, only his ROV lit the gloom when it dived into the deep. The powerful bulbs illuminated his world ahead of him. He manoeuvred the craft with ease.

But you had to be careful. The umbilicals that fed life into the ROV and returned signals and pictures to his mind had to be kept free from snagging on wrecks and bits of pipeline structure.

Was he like the goddess with his ROV? Did he bring light into the world

of darkness? The goddess was already in a world of light and colour

He headed below; time to turn in, it would be a long shift tomorrow."

This is a little bit about me and how I feel about what is going on today in my life.

Violet Vasquez is on a constant rollercoaster with her life it seems like. Shes the oddball of her family, the lame one of her friends, and the weird one to society. She goes through a series of emotions that onl she can, nd her life just sprials out of control. But maybe, she can see the best of it with a new person who comes into her life. just maybe. 

This story my children is the continuation of a A Fairy Story, also known as The Fairy Chronicles. Once again, the story I tell you is based on ancient truths from a time when the world I created was filled with joy and love and peace and happiness.

Penelope, a sweet, kind girl. She works part-time in a mini market. She enjoys her life, but... she gets stressed and wishes to have someone to talk to. Her grandmother passes away and now she owns the mansion of the Lamiroir's. One day, while cleaning the attic, she finds a mirror. What is this strange object? And what will happen?

Growing up in a large family you are never alone.Always someone there with you and so much to do and talk about.Then you move forward in life expecting a family of your own only to have your life cut short. A time where living is just not enough.

Jess once lived in Maine but quickly moved once someone from her past showed up... He had taken everything from them, and she wounldnt let him do it again. Especially when they just got back on their feet again. Jess ends up finding feelings that she should never uncover. (NOT DONE) 

its a terrible, grey, stormy night, and nobody is out. nobody, that is, besides a man in the woods, a man carrying a burden far darker than just the weather...