روايات وقصص ضمن Books About Tragedy

There's are a few themes which will be present in this part unlike the last, there are: 📌child molestation, 📌incest, 📌suicide 📌rape, 📌explicit content. 📌dark 📌violence I am writing this book because I felt people need to know. *This chapter might cause people to be triggered read with caution and no rude comment* Thank you . "You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, who had ever been alive." ~James Baldwin

Though I'm confuse, I casually said, “This wondrous of a place usually empty. People forgot to pay a visit or to even got themselves immerse to the world that this wondrous of a place offer them with sincerity. I thought you are highly affected by such a failure of showing gratitude to literature coming from them?” His eyes couldn't actually intimidating but there's a melancholy that I didn't expected to seen. My statement just now goes awakwardly, and I chuckled as that to forgot my place on this unknown and strange of a place. I cough and turn my head to the shelf that offer a variety of book that looks bloody yet comforting. “Oh,” I gasped, not able to hide my awed. “That's a classic...”

“No, I’ll stay here.” His eyes flutter shut as he heard the words he wants from her to say. Mis stands up and heads for his room to get him a new shirt and some blankets. Unlike the rest of the apartment, a bit of glimpse of his personality is strewn all over the room: a guitar is propped up beside his bed; classical books littered his bedside table, and there are pictures taped above it. She walks closer, curious who he was within the pictures when she bumps into the pile of books, causing all of it to fall on the ground. Mia hopes the ruckus didn't wake up Roman as she hastily picks the hardbacks when a polaroid slips off between the pages.

" Alice seemed to have lost her mind. Right now, it seemed that she wanted to take everyone down with her. "With a cold-hearted mother, a useless father, and a disgusting lover… Honestly, isn't Vanessa better off dead?"

Another pause. “At first everybody understood.” The sadness in her voice deepened. “Then it slowly became unhealthy.” Ava felt her chest tighten. Because that made sense. Far too much sense. People often imagined tragedy arriving like a storm. Sudden. Violent. Obvious. Reality was usually different. Most tragedies developed slowly. Quietly. One decision at a time. One fear at a time. Until nobody noticed how far things had gone. Margaret folded her hands. Then looked directly at Adrian.

“Now that was a cool film.” “Agreed, but the original Greek play was a hundred times more hardcore than anything Ray Harryhausen came up with. Tragedy has the same themes as horror, they’re all about what happens when you challenge the natural order, or societal norms, or whatever. It always goes tits up, whether you’re Doctor Faustus summoning demons or Mocata in The Devil Rides Out.” “They’re both pretty fatalistic aren’t they, tragedy and horror I mean.” “Yes, horror is the only modern genre that’s as fatalistic as classical tragedy. But one is considered by critics to be the pinnacle of fiction and the other is considered the nadir.”

My tears suddenly fell like a river while staring at the door. This is not the best decision that I've made, but it's not also the worst. I just don't want their family will be ruined just because of me. We met and also end by tragedy. That's how the destiny played with us, it's a huge mess game, but I learned many lessons while playing this game.

I didn't realize that tears were trailing down my cheeks until I felt Hunter's fingers wipe them away. "What happened to your mother, and what happened to Megan, it was horrible. And if I could, I'd take all that pain away, but I can't. But that's the thing Scarlett, tragedies happen, they're a bitter part of life and you can't do anything about it. But what you can do is choose not to let tragedy control your life." His eyes locked with mine, swimming with a hundred different emotions. "You see, it's important to be shaped by tragedy but never let tragedy define you. That's the only way we can be the best version of ourselves."