Amber had seen her share of sadness, grief and pain. But she was still alive. Living her life without any major difficulties.
She knew that there was no point in whining about things like she usually did. She knew she couldn't take it anymore. The calling, the bitching, the things that made her depressed. She had to stop it, by focusing on things which brought her happiness.
There were things out there which greatly made her happy right to her core.
A laughter coming from the crib.
The tears of joy in a mother's eyes.
A pang of pride in the father's smile.
The affection in a sibling's fights.
The admiration in a pet's love.
The beauty of a scenery.
The sound of the waves crashing on the shore.
The silent whoosh of the wind.
The smell of the damp soil.
The innocence of a kid's questions.
The delicious aroma of a steaming hot coffee on a cold night.
The fun in pranking some stranger.
The soothing which only music can provide.
The world one gets lost in through books.
The silence one gets in libraries.
The prayer one says to be safe and calm.
And, the sweetness of Nutella.
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Nutella ( Wattpadprize14 )
Short Story"Sometimes only the sweetness of Nutella is enough to make someone happy." #125 ChickLit #204 ShortStory.
