Book On Suffering Novels & Stories

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“Not now...” I show it a city that isn’t quiet and clean and obedient, Messy, loud. People choosing wrong and right and loving anyway. I show it to him. “Instability increases suffering,” the voice insists, weaker now. “No,” I say, voice breaking but unyielding. “It makes meaning.” The barrier shatters. Light floods the core, blinding, violent, then collapses inward. The pressure vanishes. I sag forward, legs giving out. Kael catches me, holds me like I’m something fragile and infinite all at once.

I got out of my dreamworld and picked some of my books up and he picked the rest, I sat on my chair and adjusted my uniform. "What's your name?" I heard him say, I looked at him and looked away. "You are really not going to tell me?" He asked again "You know instead of disturbing me and stressing yourself out, you can easily ask any other person in this class?" I said as I wave my hands around the class. "I want to hear you say it" he said. "Owwww, sorry dear, that's not gonna happen" I said and I faced my book. "Damn! You are mean, No one here likes me" he said giving me a puppy look

Izzy was just quiet as she listened to me as I spoke while giving her the books to pile in the boxes. "We're rich, Izzy, but no money could help me escape Rian or my mind. We tied therapy a few times before Rian, but they never worked. They only made me wore, because I feel like I can't breathe on my own," I looked at the book in my hand and it was one of my favorite books, The samurai game by Christine Feehan. "These books," I whispered as a tear fell from my eyes, "they need to go. I need to face my reality, and these books are preventing me from doing it," Izzy stood up and hugged me.

"Why?" "Because I don't want them to see all the bad things that have happened to me all these times, I want them to rest in peace, in heaven." A unique and strange thought came from Nadya. "I don't understand," I said. "I know my parents love me very much. If they saw me being beaten or abused, they would feel bad, Erwin, their war and worldly pain is over, and now they are in heaven. Of course, it would bother them a lot if I looked unhappy here. Do you know? Every time someone does something bad to me, I always say in my heart: I'm not hurt, mother, father, I am completely all right."

Gerald’s eyelids started twitching when he saw the content of the message. “Gerald, can you tell me why people often suffer and feel a lot of pain? I will only drag my family down with me. I cannot do anything to help my family at all. I have worked hard and struggled my whole entire life but I cannot be compared to others at all. I am completely useless. My father cannot even lift his head high and my family cannot even afford to buy my sister any new clothes. Now that my sister is ill, as her elder sister, I am so powerless and helpless and I can only watch her suffer because we cannot afford to send her to the hospital. My family has already spent all their money to pay for my education b

Prea breathed out heavily, until she composed herself and tears stopped rolling out her eyes. "You're right. I have to be there for her. More than ever." "I guess it's true what Khalil Gibran said." Clary smiled. "Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars."

Remember "After every hardship comes ease" Even though sometimes we are the sole causes of our predicament, if we happen to be at that point when everything seems to crumble, when we are in state of despair we should keep pushing through and keep having faith in The Almighty And he will grant you that ease after hardship just like he promised. No matter how much it hurts, one day you'll look back and realize how your struggles changed your life for the better. DEDICATION ♥️ THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO MY FIRST READER, SOLE SUPPORTER AND MOTHER. HAJ. RASHIDA ummuraf6

he said before leaving the classroom. “Caius! Is it—ugh!” I shook my head. “His mother took away her own life to end the pain, but the pain for Caius has just started after it happened. I wonder if he’s really okay now,” I mumbled to myself as I kept the book inside my bag.

⚠️ Content Warning: This chapter contains graphic depictions of torture, severe injury, prolonged suffering, and emotional distress. Reader discretion is advised. 🪷ISORA🪷 I've lost track of time, and I'm not sure when that happened, when the minutes stopped feeling like minutes and the hours stopped feeling like hours and everything collapsed into one long, shapeless stretch of heat and pain that I couldn't measure or parse or make sense of no matter how hard I tried. It doesn't matter anymore.