Danganronpa Crying Novels & Stories

Tears falling like an neverending waterfall from my eyes. I didn't have to mindlink my father, he already knewn she was gone by the snapping of the mate bond, letting him known she was dead. The screams I heard from my father that night were sounds you would never think a grown man could make. His screams mirroring that of a banshee, ear piercing cries rang through out the bathroom, bouncing off the silver tile walls.

" Ahaa ...well okay ...i know you don't drink a ot and you don't take drugs and you get tried and need to sleep too ...i know all of it ...i was going to say were you crying ?" " Since when did you become pyschic Cynthia/" asked Damon . " Oh come one i am not Pyschic i am literally everything accept pyschic ...but i don't need to be psychic to tell if you were crying ..your eyes are screaming yes they cried whole night ...i know because this is how exactly how my face looks when i wake up after crying the whole night ...don't ask me why i cry ..it's mostly bceause of my an=cne though ...nevermind why were you crying .' exclaimed Cynthia .

Strangely, when I got into my room, locked my door tightly, I suddenly cried. I raised my hand, my hand trembled, and my body suddenly became very withered. "What have I done? This is the second time I feel emotional and slap someone else. What will happen to me after this? the longer the environment around me, the less healthy it feels," I grumbled. My eyes turned to the SpongeBob doll that Noah gave me, and I hugged the doll. "How can a man who treats me warmly, even gives me all these cute things they say is a cruel man. I mean, I know a lot of things that hurt me because of Noah. but my mind can not accept Diana's statement "I cried even more sobbing

Chapter 28 Damon's POV I stood at the doorway of Daryl's chambers, my eyes pinned on Ciara. I noticed how her shoulders trembled and she silently folded into herself. She was crying and I didn't need to see her face to confirm that. Before I could stop myself, I asked, “Why are you crying, Ciara?” She didn’t answer. Instead, I saw her hand lift to her face, the back of it brushing roughly against her cheek as if she could somehow erase the evidence before I noticed. But it was too late. I already had.

His leg forces itself in between mine and a sob rips from my chest. "Damon, please don't do this." I cry, but he doesn’t care. “I will make you regret embarrassing me.” He says, his fingers around my throat tightening even more, cutting of my oxygen and I gasp. I scratch his hand as I try to breath but he doesn’t let go. Daniel! Please, help! I reach out through the link. His voice answers immediately. I’m already on my way. He says breathlessly before cutting off the link. My vision begin to blur, and dark spots begin to dance in my sight.

With quivering vocal cords, it appeared— anything but fitting to imitate a heartfelt cry from within—an urgency, pleading, almost a gasp that went through my very soul. Kalmia’s eyes widened in horror, her face pale. She stepped toward Dawn, hands raised in wintry supplication. "No, no, Dawn, please don't kill yourself," we screamed in despair--a hurried, frantically moving, aching duet in the same room pleadingly calling for Dawn's life, a desperate pull to bring her back from the brink.

I clutched my stomach hard as I felt the urgent physical need to throw up. The trauma was catching up violently to my body. And then I wept. Completely uncontrollably. Huge gasping sobs that shook my entire body. That came from deep in my chest. I couldn't breathe properly through the crying. Couldn't think straight. Couldn't process anything. All I could see in my mind was Danny's blood everywhere. All I could hear on repeat was that terrible gunshot. All I could feel was his weight collapsing onto me. His life draining away.

“I tend to cry first when things are unfair to me. The anger and annoyance in my chest are so great, I can’t hold it in, and what comes out are tears of annoyance.” Daran took a step forward and took me in his arms. Instead of calming down, my crying got louder. Sadly, I really was like a child wailing. “You must be very upset, huh, Jonea?” Daran whispered while continuing to hug me. “I’m sorry. Something so unfair happened to me today. Then I broke down when I saw you.” “Jonea, in my case, whenever I feel sad, I go to the mountains alone. Everything that bothers me slowly disappears every time I walk down the mountain. So, if you also have a place like the mountains for me. I’ll go there wi

hmmmm sob*sob* hmmmm. Crying my heart out, I just cant do anything right now, I want to go home...hmmmmm I dont want here anymore...hmmmm everytime things keeps getting worst, Amber always there for me...she love me...she makes me feel that, I am the one she loves...now why? hmmmm...why do I need to go back to this pain again...I just escaped...hmmmm I just escaped this...hmmm why? why do I need to be like this...hmmmm sob*sob* hmmmm... While sitting and crying, suddenly someone knock the door.

But when I move past her, she lets out a sudden gasp and falls on the floor. Danica collapses to the ground like a dropped puppet. Her velvet robe pools around her knees. And then, she starts crying. Danica lets out a loud and heaving sobs while crumpling herself on the tile like a shattered doll. I turn around and feels unsure whether to feel concern for this woman or to prepare for the show I know is coming. And right on cue, Ryan rushes in through the kitchen entrance. His eyes immediately land on Danica's sobbing form. "Danica!" Ryan called in an urgent voice. "What happened, Danica? Tell me!"