Danganronpa Crying Novels & Stories

His terrified cry tore through the air like a knife. “Mummy! Mummy, help!” Then they yanked Daniella from my arms. “Mamaaa!” she wailed, reaching desperately for me, her little face red with fear. “Mamaaa!” Their cries were the last clear thing I heard. Paul raised his cane high, and the heavy wood cracked viciously against the side of my face. Pain exploded across my skull, white-hot and blinding. The world tilted violently. My vision blurred, colors bleeding into darkness.

Tears slipped down before I could stop them. Dante woke up and started crying when he saw me. I pulled him into my arms at once. “It is okay. Mama is here.” Emalia rushed in. “What happened?” “Nothing,” I said quickly. But Dante held onto me, his small hands gripping my clothes. “Mama cried,” he said between sobs. “I am not crying anymore,” I said, wiping my face. I asked Emalia to leave so I could calm him down. “Are you still crying?” Dante asked.

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

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.

Lorraine sat on the floor hugging herself tightly, completely lost inside her own grief. “Can you stop crying?” Danika snapped coldly. “You’re becoming unbearable.” She stepped closer. Then slapped Lorraine hard across the face. Lorraine fell sideways instantly. The crying stopped. Shock filled Lorraine’s eyes as she stared upward silently. “That’s better,” Danika said with disgust. Then she leaned down slightly. “If I hear you crying again, I’ll have someone beat you.” “Don’t you think that’s a little cruel, Danika?” Danika froze.

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!"