Books To Read When Sad Novels & Stories

How I hate sad endings! Books take you into a different world and if they can't make you smile, laugh, scream in exasperation and cry then it's not a great book. But happy endings are better and... happier. I sighed as I changed into my denim shorts. I needed a walk with my headphones or this depression of my new fictional crush's (Augustus Waters) death would haunt me for at least two hours or days or months. First escape books. Second escape, music. Books with awesome and addictive fictional guys should be banned. They simply increase real life expectations.

LEVI’S POV It was a cold night, but I didn’t bother myself to wear my jacket. After that tiring day at school, I went to a book store near the University to buy another good book to read for I was really fond of reading. As I was standing beside the busy road, I put on my earphones and listened to some binaural beats I downloaded on my phone few weeks ago before I decided to get some fresh air in the near park of tall, old Narra trees.

June face palmed. “But she’s shutting herself away from us!” “That’s normal Dan,” said July. “According to WikiKim, Sadness is an emotional pain associated with, or characterized by, feelings of disadvantage, loss, despair, grief, helplessness, disappointment and sorrow. An individual experiencing sadness may become quiet or lethargic, and withdraw themselves from others. So that’s a normal thing Dan, as her brother we have to stay here until she opens up with us. We are all single, that’s why it’s difficult for us to relate.” He exclaimed.

After dinner, Erik headed to the library to read a book to forget his issues for a little while. He lied on the leather couch and started reading, he did not feel the time fly until he lifted his head and saw through the windows that it was dark outside. He closed the book and got up, and he did not feel like leaving the library because the books did not make him feel like he was alone. But when he stepped outside and remembered how his husband treated him this week, he felt sad and devastated.

I looked at the fanfiction books, the romance novels, and the other books filed with depressed characters, "I think the negative energy that I've been gathering in my room is what makes my room susceptible with the negative energy that Rian already gave me." Izzy looked at the books she was holding, and rechecked the books. I also looked at every book cover that I could, and saw that my analyzation was right. I surrounded myself with books that didn't help me face the reality I had, and taught me to run away from reality.

My depression is getting worse and sometimes I can't find the strength to play with my daughter. Crying is the only thing I am good at and here I am doing that again, I blame the book for crying today. It's not because of Liam but the book. I checked my phone fifty times hoping to see some messages or miscalls but I got none. He's gone!!! Tears pricked at the back of my eye and soon tears streamed down my face, I cried hard for everything, for every sadness and pain. I couldn't find myself to stop crying at the moment. Liam, Grey I miss every one of them but I am too hopeless, I've got no power and reason to get Liam back. We never really got the chance!

So after eating breakfast, which a girl bought to me, I was staring at the riddle. After no luck, I tried to match the riddle with my life. 'I am what sometimes bring you joy and sometimes sadness. I am what you consider useless after sometime. But I always leave an impact on you. And this time, im here with a secret. Who am I' What bought me happiness and sadness at the same time? Book. What did I consider useless after sometime? Myself. What leaves an impact on me? Book. Book: 2/3 Myself: 1/3

I want to quote Hazel Grace Lancaster, the main character of the famous book The Fault in Our Stars by John Greene, when she said that "depression is the side effect of dying". Indeed it is. My aunt wasn't literally on the brink of death. But ever since Allen had died, she appeared to be so every day. I want to mention another quote I saw on the internet. It was something about being sad, and it goes, "Suicide doesn't kill people, sadness does".

With Khloe. I gave my sister a curious look as she was seriously looking for some book she wanted to read whenever she feels happy. A tragic book like Shakespearean collections or dark poetry she would always read loudly while pacing around in her room. But whenever she feels lonely, she would read a humorous one or an epic fantasy. She was that crazy. Lunatic, if I might add. No, she was just my sister that I loved to the bunch.

" *** The pages that I flip through, one after the other, have nothing but months that change to years and decades of sorrow. My fingers trail along lines that have been canceled in deep black crosses, or paragraphs that have been blotched by ink, and the jagged edges of pages torn from the book. I realized it was because he could not bring himself to read through his thoughts anymore. That it caused him so much agony and distress he tore pages, as if some thoughts were too personal to even read, even if it was only his eyes that saw them. As pages flipped by and his sorrow grew, I started feel hollow and empty inside, a mirror of he describes himself. My gaze shifts upward at the dates, and