Novels by I'm not a nursing student

As his awareness faded, Martin traveled into a long winding tunnel. The tunnel was like a passage system in a cave and had many channels of different paths connected to it and leading to unfamiliar lands. He did not bother asking himself questions, as he did not even know where he was. Some unknown method forcedly returned his fading consciousness. For God's sake, he just died, and then his consciousness is trying to ditch him, too. What an unfair world. Couldn't he have his complete undivided awareness after all of what happened? Well, he got what he asked. He became fully awake. 'Thank God... oops only thank, no more God,' he thought. Specks of rainbow glow illuminated some parts of this tunnel. And the rainbow of lights that gathered before and attached to him is still there, guiding him. He is traveling through the more enormous tunnels. A left turn, right, another right, up, left... he traveled slow but at the same time fast

Chapter 9: Multitude of lights 'No. Someone, please make it all stop. Please.' Martin looked at her mother and his siblings. There appears to be no one powerful enough to aid him. 'Where are the police? There are so many gunshots, yet not even their shadow is present.' "Daddy," Annie abruptly ran to his motionless father, and her mother could not reach her in time. "Bang!" another soul departed from the house. Just like that, two living beings succumbed. Martin became so dumbstruck that he thought that all that had been happening were just mere illusions. His father, now dead, as well as his sister. He felt so frail as his knees started to fail him. Then, he felt hands holding his back as well as an embrace of warmth. A bead of liquid dropped on his forehead and followed by another bead, and so on. It was his mother crying silently, for she knew that Bing already forsook their life. "My children, close your eyes. Soon, it will be ove

Memories of the past flooded her deranged mind. The happy face Annie whenever Beth had candies for her and the child would run to her and hug her as thank you. And the shy look of Luther when he abashedly accepted the car toy she gave him. Or the smile to ears of Martin when he held in his arms the latest manga of Naruto as her present when she had an interview in Japan. Beth was their aunt as well as the person who knew their favorites more than their parents did. Even if busy, she would call them one by one every week to have a chat. If her time were hectic, she would still find a few minutes to hear their voices. They were the closest to a family she never had. In those maddening times, their words kept her sane, and their wishes and blessings kept her going. When she was so sad about being alone and no one to talk to, the sweet voice of Annie comforted her, the harsh words of Luther soothed her, and the mature advice of Martin lighted her decisions.

I was one of the few who was able to see Him shine before He became the God in everyone’s heart. At that time, I am no one but a son of a humble farmer tending to our farm. One day, a big typhoon came and almost took my life, as it did to my great nation. It was a scary and devastating part watching your life passes by your eyes. It was an unforgettable memory etched in my being that even when I became so powerful, it was still there and so vivid as if it had just happened yesterday. During those moments of brushing with death, I had plenty of thoughts and aspirations left in me to achieve. Farming was never meant for me. I wanted to see the world instead. Meet countless people, roam every crook and cranny of this world, and be the sailor of my own fate. After all of those years, I never knew I had all those dreams in me. As my body was lifted and paralyzed by the strong gust of winds, tears of regret seeped out of my soul. It was the regret of not being able to

Five big men easily open the door, and at their front is a middle-aged man with his distinguished feature of the muscly body, the scar in the face, and golden-laid tooth. 'Raul!' Martin effortlessly identified the man his father was talking about. At the end of their entourage was a woman Martin has great familiarity with, walking with the sway of her overgrown hips. She wears thick bright red lips, deep violet eye shadow, and a slick straight hairdo. But at this very moment, that smile is not amicable. It is devilish. 'She is not the woman she appears to be.' Martin thought. 'Her vileness and despicableness are so infuriating,' Martin thought. They are just any other family. Why is this happening to them? Was it just pure misfortune? Then, why them? But then again, humans are complicated beings to understand. The fickleness of humanity is a sight to behold. Sometimes they are vile, and the other times they are an angel. What we see mi

Martin is new to these things. Perhaps, these are not something an ordinary person could ever experience in their entire life. In just one snap, their family life is in a distraught situation. The eldest son is puzzled. 'Why can't we just run?' Like him, Luke knows that his son is intelligent, and he seems to guess what his son is thinking, "Even if we run now, they can still catch up. I have already called Beth to help us. We only need to wait for help patiently. She told me she has connections with the army. Besides, I will talk to them and buy us more time. We only need to wait and hide. This will be a perfect and safe plan," that is what Luke said, but deep in his mind, Luke knows that he is treading on a thin thread between life and death. With a smile and a caring look, he calms his tense family. He kisses every one of them on the