Gusto Ko Nang Mamatay Novels & Stories

Sumod sunod ang pagpatak nito. "Hindi pwede!Wala akong ama na mamatay tao!"Hindi ko na malayang tumulo na ren ang luha ko!HINDI TO PWEDE.HINDI NYA PWEDENG MAKITA NA NADADALA KA SA SINASABI NYA HINDI PWEDENG MAUTO KA NYA!SYA ANG TAONG PUMATAY SA MGA MAHAL MO SA BUHAY!Sabi ko sasarili ko.Pero hindi ko paren mapigilan na Hindi maluha.

Chapter 1 ""Ako nga pala si Ralph Celozi, ang pangarap ko ay mamatay."" Sulat ko sa aking bagong gawang diary. Dahil hindi ko alam kung kailan ako lalamunin ng aking sarili, kahit na wala naman akong problema ay minimithi kong mamatay. Madalas kong nakikita ang mga hayop karamihan sa kanila ay mabilis mamatay ngunit bakit hindi iyon patas sa tao. Bakit ang tagal kong mamatay.

I'll have to endure the pain of having my heart broken until it will kill me slowly. Kung masasaktan man ako, iyong malayo at hindi nila nalalaman at nakikita. I won't give them the satisfaction of seeing me hurt because of them. Ayos lang na masaktan ako pero hindi ako papayag na makita nila iyon. I am miles far from them. The situation was year away from now but still I am hurting. The pain was still there like it only happened yesterday.

"You are crossing your limits and I don't want to get angry, now stop talking else..." "Else what? You are going to kill me? That will be the biggest gift you Will ever give me right now, I am not afraid of dying, it's better to die than to live the rest of my life serving ungrateful people like you, death will be more better than anything to me." Naya spat.

When it is night and there is darkness in your room You hear a sound with sharpened ears Then it is me 'cause I return from time to time And I have heard your silent tears Unting unting tumutulo ang luha niya dahil alam niyang totoo ito. Ngunit ayaw ni Gaia na magpadala sa lungkot sa pagkamatay ng kapatid dahil may mas importante pa siyang gagawin na gusto niyang makamit noon paman. At yon ay ang pangarap din ng kanyang kapatid, na nagdala sa kanyang naghihintay na pintuan patungong kamatayan.

I stare at the lovely city of Manchester as I weigh my options. It’s either bankruptcy and death or marriage and coronation. I guess the latter isn’t much of a bad idea, only it is. Whatever the case, my father’s murders must pay. I have a secret after all, I can hardly die.

“I believe I’ve made myself clear. Perhaps you think that I still love you and would not want you to jump. You might even think that my heart will go out to you. “But Joshua, all the things you’ve done over this period have destroyed the remaining love I have for you. So, I only find it funny that you’d resort to threatening me to be back together with you through suicide. If I don’t love you anymore, why would I care whether you live or die?” Her words were too harsh, and Joshua could not accept it. With an ashen face, he shook his head. “Don’t. Stop talking.” Yet Rain continued, “If you really died today, the most I will feel is a slight regret that I did not manage to stop you. “But unlik

I said, turning to leave. Then, I added, "The Elder Council will continue pursuing the severance. I won't forgive you. Once bitten, twice shy." "Do you hate me that much?" Jack practically shouted, drawing glances from a few students nearby. I stopped in my tracks, but I didn't turn around. "I don't hate you. Hate would require wasting emotion on you. "We're done. Completely and utterly done. I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore." With that, I walked away without looking back at him again.

There was nothing left to fear but death anyway. Ivy Smith sat on the floor, shoulders trembling and laughing, staring at Marisa Darcywith contempt, one word at a time: "Even if I die, I will die clean, and even if you live, you will be stuck in a quagmire of hate, forever dirty and twisted, in the company of disgusting maggots!" As soon as the words left her mouth, she received a hard slap on the cheek, and her thin body was almost lifted over, half of her face became numb along with the skin of her neck.

she pulls my head back up "I'm-I'm not sad," I tell her surprised by my mind and feelings, "At all," I add "Well you never actually feel pain," she says "That's a condition, Mika. I feel emotional pain, or I was supposed to," My eyebrows furrow, "I saw him," I whispered "You saw him? Saw who?" She asks "Ha-Death I mean," I tell her turning to face her "You saw him?" She questioned as shock crossed her face, "I knew you were special," she whispers