Denki Crying Novels & Stories

My own tears were about to spill over. "If you're sad… you have to cry!" Lily's voice trembled. "You can't hold it in all by yourself!" Silence. Then— "I'm here…" Her crying didn't stop. "I'll be with you…" "So… it's okay…" "You can cry…" Silence. Long. Very long. Then— A small voice. Broken. Like something finally cracking. I hold my breath. And then— Crying. Softly. At first. Then growing clearer.

He inhaled the minty flavor of the so-called cancer stick into his lungs. He doesn't want to cry as well, but when Dionysus' sobs became clearer and more distinct to his ears, a painful tear fell from his eyes. Then, another one fell and seconds later, he was silently weeping in the corner. Dionysus' back was facing him so he wasn't that very ashamed to cry together with his boss.

I don’t know how much time had passed. I was still holding Dad’s drained body in a pool of rose-colored water. My eyes were swollen from crying. Two figures appear in front of me. They were speaking, but words, sounds, nothing was coming through. One of them knelt in front of me. He took my face in both his hands. His lips were moving but it seems like I am listening to them from underwater. Maybe I died too. Drowned in my tears and joined Dad and Mom. Can you die from crying too much? Dehydrate yourself to the point of no return? I think that’s what happened to me.

Did destiny hold some cruel vendetta against her? Despite her efforts to compose herself, uncontrollable sobs escaped her lips, betraying her emotional turmoil. She feared being seen in this vulnerable and defeated state, yearning for privacy and understanding. Suddenly, a voice pierced through her anguish, calling her name. Startled, Yifa hastily wiped away her tears, averted her gaze, and turned away from the source of the voice. Summoning strength from within, Yifa lifted her gaze, willing herself to halt the flow of tears. She cleared her throat and took a deep breath, mustering the courage to face the person who had spoken—a person she recognized all too well. It was none other than Der

Hikari ignores it and goes towards that voice. Hikari still didn't see anyone there, suddenly he saw a shadow of someone. It looks like that person was crying. Hikari follows it to make sure who is it. When he arrives at the end of it, he saw Aimi. She was crying. She says " I thought everything will be okay for them. But instead of it, I just making their life more worst." Hikari goes to her and says "Even that so, there is still a time for you to fix it. I believe in it." Aimi didn't turn on Hikari. She just looked in front of her and says "No, I can't do anything to something that already happened. I can't make everyone smile or anything. Everything that I do-" Hikari goes in front of Aim

I slide my foot between the doors to prevent it from closing on my foot. Something has clearly upset her, she is crying and I have rarely seen Kenna cry. It makes me feel totally helpless, I don’t usually do women crying. Come to think about it, I have hardly ever seen a woman cry.

I started to say. “And I will come with you.” “Athena,” Nikki said impatiently. “I want to like you but right now you are making it impossible.” “I didn’t ask you to like me,” I retorted. All of a sudden Nikki grew quiet and dropped to her knees. “Nnnooooooo!!!!” Nikki shouted as she cried. Tears were falling non-stop and I am not quite sure what was happening. I looked at Katie and Lisa and they too were crying. As I stare at the three of them and with the way Nikki is crying I know that something must have happened to Drake. No no no. not Drake. My anger is slowly fading and something in my chest started aching.

“Use it to wipe your tears.” Diana quickly took a few tissues and covered her face with them. “You're so ugly when you cry,” Alpha Darren said. By now Diana didn't care about her appearance because she just wanted to let out all her sadness by crying. But without her knowing, Alpha Darren was actually very worried about her. “You don't even make a sound when you cry,” Alpha Darren said quietly, but it could still be heard. “I'm not telling you to stop crying. Just keep it up if it brings you relief and tell me later why you're crying.”

I don’t remember a lot of things but I remember these lyrics as easily as I remember how to talk. The museum is fun, but also depressing. To see all the animals and trees, that I once took for granted, only in plastic is devastating. I cry a lot especially when we reach one specific scene. It’s set up exactly how the woods around the cave were. I sob uncontrollably into Derek’s chest. The tears leaking out faster than I can catch them. Derek stills and Liz looks at me confused. Derek takes me around the corner, quickly, and asks what was wrong. I carefully explain what has me upset. Though he doesn’t say anything, I can see it’s hurt him. He gives me a hug for comfort and holds me tightly.

"Ismael Kiplimo!" He witnessed a shocked frightened look in her eyes. A shock of realization. Tears welled up in her eyes. It was obvious she was going to cry. She shrank down the couch and lowered her eyes covering them with a leso and broke into tears. She shamelessly cried like a little kid. Mary crossed over to comfort her. "Don't cry sis. It is alright."