Dazai Crying Novels & Stories

Swoosh! As the whip cracked, everybody could not bear to watch and closed their eyes. Darcy shivered, her skin going numb. She soon found it strange. She felt no pain. She opened her eyes and saw an arm, its grip clutched to the whip, stretching across her eyes. “Kaze!” Darcy cried. Her tone said it all. Her pent-up emotions opened the floodgate of her tears. “Kaze!” Yume gritted her teeth and said maliciously, “How dare you show your face.”

I shouted, as I never knew how I gave way to tears as it pained me to see Dawson crying. Why is he being this way?? Dawson POV, I suddenly stopped as I noticed her crying, yeah my maid who had rushed into the room a while ago! My heart skipped a bit, and I was bewildered watching her cry. I looked at the vase in my hand and instead of smashing it down, I slowly drop it on the floor if that will make her stop, for the first time in years I had to control my hypersensity just for a girl. "Carla , I'm sorry, it's okay just please get out I need some privacy and I don't want to hurt you, wipe those tears it doesn't suit your face." I found myself saying.

God, I was crying but why was I crying is it because I will be left alone here or because I was scared that Darian is going to get killed these men are much and they are with weapons while he has nothing. "No Darian you can't go out there I am afraid they are going to kill you please don't go" I cried tears dripping down my face the tears I didn't notice has gathered in my eyes came flowing down freely as I hold him tight on his shirt preventing him from going. ***************

Dora looks utterly unhinged; a figure consumed entirely by the internal fire of her suffering. She isn’t just crying or screaming anymore; she is thrashing, tearing at herself with the manic, terrifying intensity of an individual who has completely lost the grounding of reality, trapped in a private, agonizing hell. “Do you still not get it? Why don’t you get it? I’m not happy, Dad. He was my whole world. When he died, my whole world crumbled. It was burnt into ash alongside his body. I was so scared; I couldn’t even cry because I was scared crying would make it all real. Maybe if I didn’t cry, it would turn out to be a fucking dream, or an act, a prank? All I wanted for him was happiness, b

Maybe, so many tears for the first time that I couldn't handle. I was panting while resting my head against the door. "Zoya!", dadi's voice brought me back to the sense. They just arrived and saw me crying. "What's happening?", dadajan exclaimed as dadi ran up to me. I tried to stand up. "You're crying?", she cupped my face and scanned me well. I couldn't stop sobbing. "Look at you. What's this? What have you done to yourself? What happened, my child? Tell me"

“You just need to keep smile and feel happy.” Qeiza was beyond moved listening to Dae Hyun’s words. She even dropped her tears and wiped them. “Hey! Why are you crying?” Dae Hyun raised Qeiza’s chin with his fingertips. “Did my words hurt your feeling?” Qeiza shook her head. She curved up the corners of her lips. “I’m just so touched.” Dae Hyun stood up straight. He held his head with two hands. “Geez, I thought I told something wrong.”

He smiled tiredly at me, a faint twinkle in his pale eyes that was still full of life and courage despite all the hardship he faced. I shake my head, feeling overwhelmed with emotion as the tears begin to form in the corners of my eyes. Never before have I been this struck by the weight of a situation. It's heartbreaking. Thoughts race through my mind, each one more hopeless than the last. “Azariel…please let go of my father and my tribe.” “Princess Daciana!”

I break the embrace between us and see the tears on Xavier’s eyes. Xavier is crying right now. I can’t believe the Xavier Dawson, who always wants the people to be under his control, the Xavier Dawson who wants people to cry and see tears on his eyes and becomes so much happy when other people are in pain, is crying right now and it doesn’t suit even a little of tears in his eyes. “Hey! Hey! Why are you crying like that?” I ask him. “Cry? I don’t cry Zara,” he says.

MY BUTTERFLY ****************** CALEB’S POV ****************** My heart is heavy and burdened as I watch the woman who has come to mean everything to me wither away before my eyes. I see her pains and how she tries so hard to hide them with a smile. Sometimes I want to break down and cry but for her, I try to be strong. However when she is not watching I go to a private place and cry. They say strong men do not cry but for Angela’s sake I agree to be a weakling for her sake I agree that I am not man enough.

I've made some of her favorite sandwiches! Emily pushed the study door open. After scanning through the emails in his inbox, Ansel's eyes filled with tears, and his hand shook. He stared in disbelief at the photos. The photos were of me after I had been completely disfigured and lost both legs. He could not recognize his beloved Julie at all. "Mom… Julie can't come back and see you anymore…"