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Most of these chapters were written when I was like 12, so please forgive the spelling errors.

A broken and boozy multibillionaire philanthropist takes a special interest in a troubled young teenage runaway turned streetwalker following a series of a horrific and tragic set of events that led to a well-noted drunk driving accident and a subsequently hidden brain injury that made him more or less reckless and hypersexualized in the wake of his physical recovery.

The 4 Road Poneglyphs is now in the hands of the Straw Hat Pirates and the Pirate World now enters into a new age, "The Cradle of the New Pirate King". Now what awaits Luffy into his adventure in completing the conquest of the Kings.

After his dream had come true, he found himself in love with a girl in the pub after his mother had warned him against falling in love with any girl from a pub. At the long run, Bayo discovers the one he had fallen in love with was a goddess whose mission had been to destroy his life. Now, he was addicted to her and couldn't let go of her.

Mack puts up with Brad’s flirtatious banter because he doesn’t think there’s anything serious about it. But when Brad goads him into a race, Mack takes the opportunity to find out just how far the younger biker will go when they’re finally alone.

Aljoša Rodinger, pen name AL Rodinger, is a 21-year-old writer and amateur boxer currently studying history and English literature at the University of Maribor. He was born on 1.7.1999 in Maribor, Slovenia and attended the Rada Robič Elementary School in Limbuš. He began to take interest in the English language from a very early age and by the beginning of his 6th grade was already a fluent speaker of the language. After finishing his elementary school education, he attended the First Grammar School in Maribor as a student of the classics, where he was exposed to a lot of in-depth history, as well as both Latin and ancient Greek. It is there where he began and later on finished writing his book, Killjoys. It is also around this time where he began practicing boxing. After graduating, he enrolled in the University of Maribor as a student of both history and English literature. Currently, he is also employed at the Marbior Slovene National Theatre as an usher. “If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you, if you can meet with triumph and disaster and treat those two impostors just the same. Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, and - which is more - you'll be a man, my son.” These are the words that start our tale of four friends, their deep and personal friendship and their own coming of ages, where they finally come to terms with their own flaws and manage to find perfection in being imperfect and broken. It is a story about accepting yourself with all of your strengths and weakness, living life with all of its ups and downs, experiencing pain and joy, confronting both your inner demons as well as the people closest to you. Our character’s lives are entwined with discrimination, hatred, addiction and death, yet it always seems that there is some resemblance of light, of contempt at the end of the dark and long tunnel before us. We just simply have to find a way to get to it and make our own path.

[ Warning ] explicit language What would you do if you met someone who can not understand the meaning of joy? Happiness? Love? “It’s not that I believe it doesn’t make sense. I know it doesn’t.” “But Calla, how can you live without love? Joy? Warmth?” “And how can you feed with it? Can you eat it? Will it protect you from a rapist? Will it give you a shelter at night? Will it make you healthy?” “From what you say I can see that you think money is the most important thing” “Money?” Calla laughs and saying, “Can I eat money? I don’t work because I eat, I eat because I work. Without food I won’t have energy, I only do what I must. Money is not a goal, money is one of the means to reach my goal.” “So all you think about is food?” “You really don’t know me. Work, gain money, buy food, eat food, exercise to not develop indigestion, eat properly to not develop gastritis and etc” “You think you don’t need anything else? Really?” “Not all of us have a choice... I’ve never felt sad because love if that’s what you’re asking and how can I miss something that I’ve never felt?”signs Calla, “My dad was a criminal and he wanted me dead before I was even born. My mother was a mad woman that would’ve killed me in order to feel loved. That’s what love and hate are. Harmful extreme feelings that take your ability to think properly. Do you no what hunger is? Necessity to eat. Do you know what happens if you neglect your hunger? Starvation. Just remember that, again, some of us don’t have a chance. Some of us abstain from eating lunch in order to have dinner. The nights with an empty stomach are long. Trust me, I know it, I never had a chance, not when it came to food not when it came to love” Calla stops to breath a little and gazes at the man in front of her “I’ve never loved and I’ve never been loved still it didn’t kill me. You’re right, I only work, eat and sleep. I think about nothing else. So what? What’s wrong with that? Why do I have to live my life the way you want me to live? Can’t you just give me a break?” “I can’t” says the man, “I can’t and I won’t” he raises his voice, “I love you Calla, you have been loved either you recognize it or not, I love you” he sees Calla standing up and then he rushes to hold her wrists, “You are mine Calla, you belong with me... I’ll show joy. I’ll teach you love. I’ll never let you starve, of anything, no matter what” “tsk” ...

Slara, adalah nama seorang anak perempuan yang sejak bayi di besarkan oleh sepasang suami istri, dimana ayah angkatnya adalah seorang wiraswasta dan ibu angkatnya adalah seorang ibu rumah tangga biasa. Awalnya mereka tinggal di tengah kota Jakarta, tepatnya di daerah Gambir atau wilayah Taman Ria, sebelum banyak berpindah, dan akhirnya menetap di kota Bekasi. Ia ditemukan pasca gempa besar yang melanda kota Yogyakarta. Kebetulan saat itu, Joyo yg kini menjadi ayah angkatnya sedang menjadi relawan, dan mendengar suara tangis bayi di sudut ruangan, dibawah ranjang besi di dalam puskesmas. Setelah melewati waktu berhari-hari guna mencari orang tuanya, akhirnya informasi pun datang, Slara kehilangan orang tuanya. Orang tuanya meninggal tertimpa reruntuhan bangunan yang ambruk. Setelah banyak berdiskusi dengan warga, dan melalui proses kesepakatan yang panjang, Slara pun diadopsi oleh Joyo dan diizinkan untuk membawanya ke Jakarta. Diketahui, bahwa kedua orang tua kandung Slara ini bermata pencaharian sebagai petani. Ia berada di puskesmas karena saat itu sedang ada suntik imunisasi gratis. Banyak hal yang dilalui Slara dengan orang tua angkatnya, ternyata kehidupan Joyo sangat memprihatikan. Tapi walau bagaimanapun, Joyo tetap optimis bahwa akan ada jalan keluar setiap mencari. Setelah 13 tahun berlalu, Slara dapat merasakan hidup yang enak tatkala usaha Joyo kian melejit. Meski pasang surut selalu datang dan susah sudah menjadi teman, maka Slara tak pernah merasa kesulitan. Satu-satunya yang membuatnya merasakan sulit adalah ketika saat Wati mengatakan hal yang sejujurnya kepada Slara tentang dirinya. Tapi, itu tidak berlangsung lama. Bagi Slara, mau ia dilahirkan dari siapa dan dibesarkan oleh siapa, selama orang tersebut baik kepadanya dan menyayanginya ia akan membalas hal yang sama. Karena ia percaya bahwa yang menjadi sifatnya saat ini adalah gabungan dari 2 keluarga, tapi yang dominan adalah tetap orang tua kandungnya. Sebenarnya Slara dalam hati sudah menduga akan kecurigaannya setiap kali malam Jum'at berdoa bersama-sama untuk mendoakan Mbah. Ia selalu mendengar ada dua nama yang ia tidak kenali, jadi ketika ia mendengar hal yang sebenarnya justru ia merasa bangga. Bangga akan dirinya, dan berterimakasih kepada orang tua kandungnya telah memberi anugerah yang saat ini dimiliki yaitu mengolah perasaan. Waktu beranjak saat masa-masa SMA, Slara selalu menjadi anak yang paling menonjol dikelasnya. Bukan saja kepintarannya dalam pelajaran, tapi juga karena cara ia berjalan dan berbicara memiliki sebuah karakter tersendiri. Cita-citanya selalu berubah dari masa ke masa, dahulu ia ingin menjadi astronot wanita pertama, menjadi dokter, sampai ingin menjadi seorang arsitek wanita. Tapi karena perjalanan yang ia lewati, akhirnya cita-cita itu selalu berubah. Dalam hatinya yang tidak pernah berubah adalah ia ingin menjadi nomer satu.

A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.