Despair Novels & Stories

I inform them, and they are hesitant. "Please," I beg as my voice cracks, and they leave one after the other. When Aiden leaves and shuts the door. I burst into tears and curled on the bed and sob like a child, like a worthless child. My chest is so heavy as if i had three bags of cement dumped on my chest. It is so heavy that it is pushing and sinking and drowning me in my despair . I am drowning and waiting to die because I know no one is around to help. I drown deeper and deeper until I am lost.

I still can’t accept that I’m just…this while the people who hurt me have been thriving and living their best lives. I gritted my teeth. “You know nothing,” I tell him before gathering my things to leave. I can no longer stand being in the same space as him. He reminds me of things that I want to forget. “Stop acting like you care because you don’t! You’re despicable. I despise you.”

I nod weakly, feeling defeated and exhausted by the endless cycle of hope and disappointment. “It's okay.” I whisper, forcing a smile despite the overwhelming sense of despair that threatens to consume me. “We'll keep trying. We won't give up until we find a cure.” But deep down, I can't shake the feeling of dread that gnaws at my insides, the fear that no matter what we do, it won't be enough to save me. And as the days pass and my condition continues to worsen, that fear only grows stronger, until it feels like a heavy weight pressing down on my chest, suffocating me with its suffocating presence.

With a heavy heart, I watched as Iris walked out the door, leaving me alone in the empty silence of our home. With a heavy heart and a cloud of despair hanging over me, I stumbled out of the house, feeling lost and alone. The weight of Iris's departure bore down on me like a crushing weight, leaving me feeling hollow and empty inside. I didn't know where to turn or what to do, so I did what I always did in times of despair—I sought solace in the bottom of a bottle.

"Mom, what did that ungrateful bastard say to you? She used a kindness as leverage, slandered Lily, and even declared in front of the cameras that she wanted to sever ties with us. It's a good thing that Lily taught her a lesson! That way, she'll stop causing trouble all the time!" Grandma's right hand, which was holding the phone, began to tremble. She frowned, unable to understand what on earth was happening. "Is this what you mean by Lily teaching Laura a lesson? Laura's right arm is fractured, and there's a hole in her head! If I hadn't rushed back after seeing the news about the fire, she might have died on the pavement!"

Something flickered in their distant eyes. "That's..." Beginning started, then stopped. "That's actually... you're saying my despair is just certainty in disguise?" "Yes. You're certain we're lost. You're convinced nothing matters. You're absolutely sure we've accomplished nothing. That's certainty. Complete certainty. The kind of certainty we've been learning to question. The kind of rigid belief we've been practicing to hold lightly. You need to doubt your despair the same way you doubt everything else. Hold your meaninglessness lightly the same way you hold all truth lightly. Question your certainty about pointlessness the sa

"Have you? Or did you just forget what hope feels like after witnessing too much failure?" "Stop. Stop looking at me. Stop seeing me." Its voice cracked like breaking crystal. "I am Despair. I am inevitable. I am—" "Afraid," I finished gently. "You are afraid that if you stop being Despair, you will have to face all the pain you have been inflicting on others." "Of course I am afraid! Do you have any idea how much suffering I have caused? How many civilizations I have driven to extinction? How many beings have ended their existence because of me?"

The world that will take the people who are left in a bad economy, so bad that the world would fall into a series of problems, which would simply lead to people being taken by the wind, by the plague, the horsemen of the apocalypse returning to the world, thousands of people just couldn't deal with each other, fights, conflicts, wars that would never end, whatever they promise to do a ceasefire or a truce, the world will be taken by a series of misfortunes. Over time, people would fall into despair, diseases would spread, All the effects that covid has caused to take the lives of everyone living, despair, the economy the best wo

I glanced around, but there was nothing there—just the same desolate landscape of the Underworld stretching out in all directions. But the feeling wouldn’t go away. It clung to me like a second skin, making it impossible to relax. I closed my eyes, trying to push the thoughts away, to will myself into sleep. But as soon as my eyelids fluttered shut, the darkness came alive with whispers. Faint at first, barely audible, like a distant breeze. But they grew louder, more insistent, until they were a cacophony in my head. “Ava…”

The feeling of disdain, discomfort, perplexity, anger, and hopelessness were all being mixed up he couldn’t decide what feeling arises above all. He closed his eyes in despair. He already could see from afar the winding light of the flashlight looking for him on every corner of the road. He couldn’t add to his options—as if there were a lot—of running in the deep of the woods adjacent to the road because it was likewise dangerous. At this point, he could not see any hope.