Cerpen Sedih Persahabatan Sejati นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Pero protective.” Tahimik akong napangiti habang nakatingin sa basang bintana. Magulo ang barkada namin, maingay, at overdramatic. Minsan parang walang sense pero sila rin 'yung unang handang maniwala sa’yo kapag bumibigat ang mundo mo at siguro 'yun ang totoong friendship. It's not perfection and it's not convenience kundi 'yung pananatili kahit magulo ang lahat.

The letters sitting side by side made each sentence which gave me shock after shocks. "Dear diary, I know I had said that you are my only friend but today I found another one. He is so cute and chubby and he didn't mock me for my stuttering. He was like me without any friends. He said he will be my best friend so I named him chubby bro. He also gave me a cute name, a little doll. I'm so happy, finally I have a friend, a best friend. I don't think I'll need you again dear diary because now I have someone to play with. From now on I'll write about what me and my chubby bro did."

Okay, about the last chapter: I was in a hurry and made a mistake. I corrected it right away but the revisions on Goodnovel take a day or two to register. Happy Reading! Third Person POV Ivana dropped her fist and laid on her back beside Svetlana. In a trashed bar with broken tables, shattered glass, and injured limbs they were as peaceful as they were in their crib. That is the kind of relationship they had, a toxic friendship. They had both done considerable harm to the other. Nothing fatal but if they were against any common rank lot, they would've done lasting damages.

There were some insurgencies in the north and I stayed there. I made friends among the soldiers, I even found a man who was from my own town. We became best friends and he told me about his wife, a beautiful woman who was expecting a baby girl. We decided to go back together, for the birth of their little girl, but before that one of the insurgencies went wrong and my best friend died in battle. Again I returned home heartbroken, and there was Ceren, becoming an unhappy woman.

I let the tears flow from my cheeks freely . "I wish ... I didn't leave you. I should have been by your side when you needed me the most ... We messed up Tris ... We messed up. We both loved each other but so much that our love ruined our beautiful friendship . I never knew that you love me so much that you will take your own life for me why Tristen why did you have to love me so much I never deserve your love I wasn't worthy for you ....." I wipe my tears pulling myself together " You kept your promise and I will keep mine . I will love you my possessive best friend till my last breath . And I promised I will never forget you and one day we'll meet again maybe in another world and we will b

Her grief, etched on her face, resonated with the profound sorrow that no parent should endure. Sandra, Sophia's childhood friend, spoke next. Her face, etched with the weight of shared memories, conveyed the depth of their connection. "We were like sisters, Larry. I miss her laughter and her dreams." Her words carried the echoes of a friendship that had weathered the storms of life, now grappling with the emptiness of Sophia's absence.

Stay the hell away from me. Elara: You wish. You would be dead in a few minutes if I told you I was done with this friendship. I shook my head as a small smile played on my lips, reading the banter between these two humans that would move mountains for each other. They loved each other like crazy and would do anything to stand in for each other. I could see the three dots reading on top of the chat box with Sienna's name on it, practically about to squeeze my head off because I must have shown online, and just like I knew it, her message came in immediately.

The gentle breeze reminded us that even in sad times, there was still beauty and hope in the world. Through it all, our friendship grew stronger. Sarah became not just my closest friend, but also someone I could rely on when I felt vulnerable. In the midst of our pain, our friendship became a source of strength, guiding us through the darkest times. As I looked at Sarah, I saw sadness and gratitude in her eyes. I wondered if our friendship would continue to grow, reminding us of the strength we found in our grief. •••••••••••••

I ended it in a sad note, it wasn't intended as such but it just happened and there want a thing that I could do about it. "Yeah, I know. I understand what you feel,even though I've never ever been in this kind of situation directly, but I know I can help and I have a role here. Alot of things could happen and alot of things could have happened but I want you to know that I'm a friend to keep and not an enemy and plus if you're a serial killer, you're one lucky one to have a friend like me by your side. Your side kick? Side friendship? No" my face was gradually getting used to cracking a smile, just tiny ones and only because crystal was pulling up jokes

But pain sat heavily in my chest, refusing to be ignored. I felt a gentle touch on my arm. I turned to find Lily standing there, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. "I'm so sorry. I know I'm late," she murmured, her voice weighted with regret. It trembled with the same vulnerability I'd sensed in everyone present, a thought that flickered briefly in both our minds but found no anchor in the present. Brushing away the tremor in her voice, I squeezed her hand reassuringly. "It's okay, I understand," I whispered back, the shared heartache a balm at the moment—a reminder of the unbreakable bonds of our forbidden friendship.