ariana greenblatt parents

Semenjak perceraian kedua orangtuanya, Aneska tinggal bersama kakak kandung dan kakak iparnya. Keadaan bukannya membaik, justru kehidupan Aneska semakin menderita. Perilaku seorang kakak ipar kepadanya seperti perlakuan seorang Ibu tiri kepada anak tirinya. Membuat Aneska tumbuh menjadi seorang gadis yang tomboy. Namun wajahnya yang sangat cantik membuat dirinya disukai oleh banyak laki-laki. Namun rasa trauma Aneska yang diberikan oleh orangtuanya sendiri membuat Aneska tidak pernah membuka hatinya untuk laki-laki. Dan semua laki-laki menyerah untuk mendekatinya. Kecuali satu orang laki-laki yang terus berjuang untuk mendapatkannya. Tetapi tetap saja, sedikit kemungkinan untuk lelaki tersebut dapat diterima oleh Aneska. Berbagai cara sudah dilakukan oleh lelaki tersebut. Mulai dari dirinya yang berusaha untuk bisa berteman dengan Aneska sampai menjadi seseorang yang selalu ada di saat Aneska dalam kesusahan. Sampai pada akhirnya ketika Aneska sudah terlalu menderita dengan kehidupannya bersama kakak iparnya, hanya lelaki tersebut yang ada di sampingnya. Membuat Aneska merasa dilindungi oleh lelaki tersebut. Lambat laun akhirnya Aneska menerima keberadaan dan hati leleki tersebut yang sudah diberikan kepada Aneska sejak lama. Kehidupan berumah tangga yang sangat ditakuti oleh Aneska selama ini ternyata adalah sebuah kesalahan besar. Menikah dengan lelaki yang telah menyukainya terlebih dahulu membuat Aneska hidup bahagia tanpa ada suatu masalah yang membuat mereka berdua bertengkar hebat. Mereka menjadi keluarga yang harmonis sampai salah satu di antara mereka lebih dulu meninggal dunia.

"Why do the main character's parents often get the short end of the stick?" That is what Mila asked while looking up at the sky. She was grumbling toward whoever sent her inside the novel she read before she died. She becomes the mother of the main character, whose parents are both dead. Mila's character was merely a tool for the MC's character development. It's a simple, fix-all solution. The author wanted to make the audience instantly sympathetic towards the main character, and the best thing he did was to have the MC's parents die. After she avoided her death in the original plot, death flags kept coming for her. Will the original plot not end if she's not dead? .... proofreader: Aserehtam

 03h, I am awakened by slaps. By who ? My so-called "father".  Michel “my father”: BITCH GO WAKE UP YOUR FUCKING LITTLE BROTHER AND GET DOWN IMMEDIATELY.  And suddenly I get up with a start by my so-called mother who had just thrown a bucket of water on me.  Lisa “my mother”: Bitch, get up, I told you.  Me: OH IT'S GOOD YOU THOUGHT YOU TOO MUCH THAT LIFE WAS A KIWI, YOU HIT ME WHEN YOU WANT, YOU INSULT ME WHEN YOU WANT! BUT GET OUT OF THERE AND YOU DONT HAVE TO TOUCH MY LITTLE BROTHER.

The sound of the gurneys almost deafen my ears, and the light from these doctors' torches is blinding me but I keep running towards the scene. It is 12 o' clock. In the midnight, I know even though I don't look at the clock over my head. With sweaty palms and terrific faces, five gurneys are wheeled towards the emergency rooms by the late night doctors. Even though their mouths are shut tight, I can hear millions of inaudible sounds coming out of them. Each of the gurneys are being wheeled by two personnels, and each time they pass me by, i peer into them to see the victims' faces clearly because I can not see them from where I am. The first face I see is badly disfigured. It's got a big mark from the forehead down to her upper eyelid, her lips are charred and her jaw is almost totally detached from the rest of her face. Hot drops of blood trickle down her head to her chest and her dress is soiled. She looks like she is no longer breathing and just as the ambulance pass by me, I see something in her hands-A red neck piece. She is clutching it tightly like it is her whole life. My red neck piece. Yes, this victim is my only sister, Jamie but I do not cry. I mean, I always want to cry but I can't. So my face is firm and peaceful, but I am screaming inside me. My legs are hitting the air and I'm ripping my hair inside of me, but outside? I am standing tall. Somehow, with all the swiftness as they pass by me, her hands shake and she loses hold of the red neck piece. As thick and shiny as my hair, our hair(hers blonde and mine black). It falls from her hands and drops at my feet just as soon as the second ambulance approaches me. I bend to pick up my red neckpiece-the one thing that binds my sister and I together but whoosh...it is air. I can see it on the cold tiled floor but when I try to pick it up, it is not there. I fall and shiver with the noise in my head but I cannot cry. I get up quickly to take a look at the second victim but I can't see 'its' face-the whole body is wrapped in a blue satin material that looks and smells like death. I wait for the third but it moves so fast I can't get a proper picture of her, but I do know it is a female. The fourth has blood dropping from his nose and his eyes are shut tight like he is in another world. The fifth body is wheeled upstairs and I hurriedly follow it. As I climb the staircase after them, I see a woman descending it; her countenance looks disheveled but her heart is dancing. She is jumping and laughing inside of her. When I look into her eyes, that's what I see but she does not see me pass. I stop staring at her and follow the ambulance which is now being rolled into the theatre with calculated moves. I want to see who the victim is, but they are so fast that they enter and lock the door before I can catch up. I sigh and hesitate for three minutes and then I remember the red neckpiece-the one that fell from Jamie's hands. "Jamie!" I scream in my head. Then my feet begin to move very fast down the stairs. I do not have the power to stop them from moving and they only stop at Emergency Ward 1 and I suddenly and supernaturally find myself inside without using the door. The neck piece still lay there, close to the reception. There on the bed in the emergency Ward lay my sister Jamie with her pale face and bloody body. Her left eyebrow is now gone and her nose and ears are bleeding. Her lips are still charred and a man in white coveralls keep wiping blood off her face and body every now and then. There are three men around her, plus a woman, pushing and pulling some strange machines on the wall and on the floor, to save her. The woman is placing a stethoscope on Jamie's chest. I watch her from the corner I am standing. She does it three times and then she stops, placing her head on the side of the bed which isn't bloodstained and I see, from her eyes two drops of tears fall into the soft bloodstained bed where Jamie lay. Just then, the three men stop pushing and pulling the machines, they shake their heads from side to side as if on cue and one of them proceeds to cover my sister's body with a long blue satin cloth- the same one the second victim has on his whole body. I shiver, seeing this cloth because I know it is used to wrap corpses in readiness for cremation. Suddenly I find my voice. "Don't! She's not dead! Don't cover her up!" I scream. My lips shiver as reality dawns on me. My whole body utter a yelp but they do not even look at me "Hey Doctors! Jamie's my sister, she cannot die! Please save her" I mutter under my breath because raising my voice doesn't help. "Pack her up quickly, the poor girl has given up" one of the men say to another and I try to cry but tears do not come. My eyes sting badly. I watch one of them roll her body like a burrito and wheel it out of the theatre. My feet scurry after him but it is all hopeless, so I soon stop going after him. I go up the stairs towards the fifth accident victim like a defeated warrior and lay my head on the door of the ward like a wounded child. For some reason, I do not want to see any more of these gory sights. So I turn to go, but, I hear a voice "Hello" I hear someone say to me. I turn around swiftly to face a tall man in white coveralls. His head has hair as black as coal and his voice sounds like several elephants trumpeting. I think he is a doctor here but I am shocked because he can see me, hear me. When he opens his mouth, I see that his teeth are very long and that his eyes shine in the dark. Dark red eyes, and with fingers that look like claws. "Please sir, I need you to save my little sister. Please stop that man from taking her there. I do not want her to go there" my voice is breaking but my eyes are as dry as a tree in summer. He moves his head from side to side and opens his mouth to talk. "You're a spirit", he says, "I have noticed you roaming about in the past hour and that's why I have come up to you. I am no doctor. I am here to save you" he raises his arms and I see a tattoo on it. The tattoo of a blue werewolf. His revelation shocks me and I know I should ask, "how do you see me then? People here can't see me or hear me" but I say something else, "No sir! I can see, feel, smell and talk. I cannot only cry and that is the one thing I suffer from, how can you even call me a spirit?" I shiver again, my feet floating in the air "Your body is in there" he says pointing at the door I am leaning on. "You have to go back to it please, before it is too late" "Please save my sister" I plead with my eyes, ignoring his words "I need you to do this, Ariana. Please go back to your body now" he insists "My sister, Jamie..." I trail off "Save what can be saved. Go in there now" he commands I reluctantly push the door open and just as it opens, I see the doctors about to cover the body on the bed with a long blue cloth just like the one Jamie's body's wrapped in. Just as they are about covering my face, I slip into my lifeless body.

Once upon a time, an empire named 'Veldonia' stood as the strongest. It is the legendary, widely feared upon, and terrifyingly rich nation that no other kingdoms or empires ever dared to mess with. It is the largest known territory that has ever existed on the continent, as well as being the most powerful. All thanks to their most recent Emperor and Empress ruling beautifully. However, it all fell apart after the God of Dragons attacked. The entire nation was wiped off the map, and both the emperor alongside the empress were nowhere to be found. An entire empire collapsing shook the whole world, and the heroic tales of the two leaders were written in the history books. Until ten years later, when the ripple of hope crumbles a pair of statues. Twelve-year-old Vermillis, also known as Milly, was a simple commoner girl who runs a diner alongside her grandmother. She lived a painful common life of an outsider, a refugee from Veldonia who grew up at Cytus city after the fall of the empire. Bullied at school, ignored by the locals, her presence as a refugee was certainly not very welcomed. However, those painful events has only shaped her. For when the time comes, she'll grow out of the cursed city and bear the name 'Veldonia' that she truly deserves. For she is, and nobody else, the only heir to the fallen empire's throne. Such was her plans... But then her parents came back to life??? Follow along Milly as her life took a sharp turn, from a commoner girl into a crown princess of a reincarnating empire! Alongside her godlike mom and dad, the empress and the emperor of the Veldonia Empire! How chaotic can it really be?

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Rhian Amor Bonifacio is a strong,skillful and brave girl. She loves her parents so much until one fateful day, she watched them get killed by the person she trusts the most. Four years Later, she becomes a CEO of her own company but the past comes to hunt her, She also vowed never to trust again. ............................................., "I will never trust again". Rhian replied coldly Franco moved closer and smashed his lips on hers. ............................................. Will She be able to trust again....

Fu Xiaoya was a black-hearted yandere character who would hold a knife to someone's neck with a smile and ask, "Does it hurt? Don't worry. I'll cut faster so it won't hurt anymore. And then... she was reborn. She was reborn into the body of a fake heiress who had been taken in wrongly at birth. In reality, she was a daughter of a rural couple who lived in the countryside without even a car. To ensure a better life for her family, Fu Xiaoya decided to enter the entertainment industry to earn money. As she was beautiful and had strong abilities, she quickly became popular and caught the attention of reporters who wanted to dig up some dirt on her. Fu Xiaoya said, "I come from a rural background, and I joined the entertainment industry to provide a better life for my parents." Then the reporters investigated and said, "Fu Xiaoya's older brother is a top venture capitalist." Fu Xiaoya was confused. The reporters dug further and said, "Fu Xiaoya's so-called rural parents are actually the heads of the wealthy and prestigious Fu family in the capital." Fu Xiaoya was again confused. Fans and onlookers are shocked, and they said Fu Xiaoya was pretending to be pitiful and deliberately portrayed herself as a country bumpkin... Little did they know that Fu Xiaoya was the one most shocked by the truth! What happened to be poor? What happened to being a rural person? So, was she the only poor one in the end? Fu Xiaoya's parents: "Xiaoya, let us explain..." Fu Xiaoya's brother: "Sister, let me explain..." Fu Xiaoya was speechless. So, in the end, had she misunderstood? Did all rich people prefer to live in the countryside nowadays?

At a police station in Manhattan, Mr. Lin and his wife filed a police report with sullen faces. “Officer, all the money in my bank account is gone! All 300,000 dollars!” The sheriff’s facial expression turned solemn as he thought of the possibility of them encountering a scam. They investigated the case in all seriousness. An hour later, the police were speechless when they figured out what happened. The money was actually used by Lin Feng, the young child of the Lin couple, to invest in stocks. What shocked everyone the most was that these 300,000-dollar worth of NASDAQ stocks rose frantically overnight. In seven days, the stock value had increased to 500,000 dollars. The news of an eight-year-old child stealing his parents’ savings to invest in stocks went viral. As Lin Feng sat at home staring at the computer screen and checking the stock market, the sound of the Venture Capital System rang in his mind. [Ding! Congratulations. The stock of Exxon Mobil Corporation rose drastically.] [Ding! Congratulations. The Dow Jones Industrial Average rose.] Lin Feng, the eight-year-old genius of Wall Street, had something that was troubling him. What should he do with his loads of money? Should he start a company for his father to pass the time?

Hi my name is Brooklyn I’m 16 years old and this is my first story I hope you like it I based this off of my life but put it in my little sisters point of view hope you like it This is kind of a true story And this will end up getting very interesting Hi my name is Kacey Braxon I’m 11 years old and I have two over protective brothers who are actually younger than me. Tag, 10 and Jude, 9. I also have abusive parents and I get bullied. So yeah Welcome To My Life Of Hell.