Books To Read When Sad Novels & Stories

“But both are Nintendo, so the vibe here is still good” “How about books? Do you have a favorite?”, she asks. “Grapes of Wrath”, I answer and her shock over my answer doesn’t go unnoticed. “You”? “The Great Gatsby”, she says. Wow, that’s depressing! “So tragic”, I told her. “Speak for yourself”, she says, and we both laugh again because both books are probably equally depressing! “Favorite movie?” I asked her. “Love, Actually”, she says sadly. “Serious? Isn’t that a little before your time?” I said.

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I can't deny that Ronald give a huge impact to me this day that I feel so empty and sad. What's with this guy? Why are my feels affected when it comes to him? He's a nobody. He's handsome but he's far from Alqamar. But why is he distracting my mind? I sighed and walked inside the bookstore. I swallowed hard and went to the last bookshelves so that I can sit there and rest a bit. I sat down on the ground and lean my back to the bookshelve. I put my arms on top of my knees and lean my forehead over it and from there...my shoulders started to quiever as my tears continuously fall from my eyes.

That was the first word she could utter and the person that was present with her was her mom when she opened her eyes. "I don't know if I should really be happy or sad mom that I'll be discharged today" Anna replied fiddling with her fingers. "Anna! Why are you saying that? of course you should be happy the doctors and nurses did their very best to keep you alive for us". "But I'm not happy I'm alive mom, deep inside my heart I'm not happy. Why should I be happy when Drake is dead? Drake wasn't meant to die, it's all my fault he's dead and I'm alive. How can I ever be happy knowing I'll never see him again? Tell me mom, how can I survive this loneliness?"

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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...”

Only two seem to be nonfiction and self help books, yet when i check what content they will be self helping me with i feel surprise running through me. "The delicate art of seduction and manipulation." I fling that one to a corner of the room and pick up the other. "How to make men beg for a chance to fuck you." I fling that one even harder and it joins its partner on the floor near my wardrobe. There are four remaining. Four novels which I have two days to myself to devour. The smile that works its way up my face is radiant. I'm going to have such a good time.

But thеrе’ѕ something аbоut meeting thоѕе сhаrасtеrѕ fоr the fіrѕt tіmе, wаtсhіng thеіr ѕtоrу unfоld and taking thаt fіrѕt jоurnеу tоgеthеr thаt саn’t bе rерlауеd. Thаt’ѕ whу I’m sad whеn I fіnіѕh a bооk, bесаuѕе I’m grіеvіng for the characters I hаvе tо say gооdbуе to. Yеѕ, I have a mіllіоn mоrе bооkѕ tо read аnd a mіllіоn mоrе еxреrіеnсеѕ to gо through, but I hаvе a lіѕt оf books thаt have blоwn mе аwа у, thаt have рullеd mе in ѕо I lіvеd еvеrу wоrd оn thе раgе. Thоѕе are thе bооkѕ thаt you don’t fоrgеt, despite being a hundred bооkѕ оn, I’m ѕtіll hungover fоr thе trulу bеаutіful ones I lеft bеhіnd.” “Sо Kellan and Travis and thе others аrе lіkе thе Championship fіnаl fоr mе.”

I was afraid I would do something I would regret if I didn't stop thinking about it. Sighing, I went back to my study and looked at the books on the table. I had been feeling empty these days and this caused an increase in the rate I was reading books. Though I was a book worm I had increased the way I read books. Reading books was the only way I was able to calm down in situations I find myself in and see that it wasn't favorable. Sighing, I sat on the chair and glanced at the book. I was going to resume reading again.

she muttered. "And you? What do you do to get stuff off your mind?" "Music or books." "What type of music do you listen to?" "Sad music." She simply replied. "Why would a normal human decide to listen to sad music when she's not sad?" He asked, weirdly eyeing her. "Whatever, that's how I am," she decided to change the topic. "Do you read books?" "Sometimes." "Genre of books you read?" She asked and quickly added, "Wait, wait, let me guess."