I'd Rather Feel Pain Than Nothing At All Novels & Stories

Just enough. “I do not need to experience poison to know it kills. Do not need to touch fire to know it burns. Do not need to feel pain to know it hurts.” Its voice was cold. Final. “I sent the fragment to experience for me. To learn for me. To understand for me. And it was corrupted. Turned against me. Choose existence over nothing because you manipulated it. Because you showed only good. Because you hid the terrible truth about suffering.”

She cried and begged, "Let me out! It's so hot! Jose, please let me go... help me! Help me!" But no matter how much she screamed, no one came to help her. Was she going to die here today? She didn't want to, she had children... "Mmm..." Like being trapped in a furnace, Brandy felt the unbearable heat leeching the moisture from her body. Each breath was heavy, and she felt her body losing water, making her throat dry. She gasped for air, fear consuming her, tears streaming down her face.

All the thoughts flow freely right through me, I'm a walking encyclopedia, the one who knows it all, I'm the knowledgeable chosen one. I stopped trying to feel or move anything anymore because it just kept on increasing the pain I felt and horribly, I couldn't react. Imagine being in so much pain and not being able to react at all or help it. Pretty sure you can't imagine that because you're a spoiled brat and the most pain you've ever had to endure was a paper cut.

Because every time I felt the terrible pain, I wanted to quickly go back into absolute darkness so I could escape the pain. I was a coward, but for the first time, I wanted to die because my body couldn't handle the pain that was spreading throughout it. Although I had been stabbed, shot, beaten, and even had my nose broken when I was kidnapped before, nothing had come close to the burning sensation in my body at the moment.

He sighed, rubbed his face, and then said, “Alright. It’s time to go.” I thought of punching him or fighting him in some way. I could try to really hurt him if I wanted to, simply to delay the inevitable. But what good would that do? Chances were that I wouldn’t able to harm him significantly, and would only hurt myself in the process. Did I need to feel more pain? I’d been through so much that I realized that nobody ever got immune to pain. It was just an endless wave that crashed and continued crashing, growing in intensity. Never subsiding.

'Fear, it's in your mind, fight it. Pain, it's in your body, endure it.' DarkVergent Samantha Red's POV Pain A pain that would stop you from uttering a word, moving and anything alive person could do. A pain that killed me and turned me into a living corpse. A pain in my heart that felt like being stabbed a thousand times. A pain in my body that would heal but will leave a deadly nightmare of the past.

I once again felt the pain and I almost bang myself thinking how can I go out and feed myself? It feels like after the pleasure, there comes an unbearable pain. Goodness, I hate your manhood, Cloud. I just close my eyes again and tried to sleep.

he lets go of my hand and stands up. “I have also been in pain once, the worst day of my life.” I say hurriedly, my stare burning into his back and he stops in his tracks, “I always thought I was immune to pain especially after that day..but today, today destroyed me. My dead heart came back to life but not in a good way, it came back to life bleeding and that blood broke my very soul.” I stand up and walk slowly to him, I hold his hand again, resting my forehead on his back feeling his breathing, “pain doesn't define us Justin, it makes us stronger”

“A tasty morsel for me to snack on?” I’d like to say having encountered the Jester in this place a number of times I was now used to it. I could shake off the pain and torment I was no doubt about to undergo as no big deal. Once you’ve been tortured and driven to the extremes of suffering, the whole thing becomes old hat, like eating a hot curry. The first time you might shit fire and pebbledash your whole bathroom, but the hundredth time, you can handle it. Hell, you might want to splash some Tabasco on that balti to give it some kick. I’d like to say that, but I couldn’t. Pain at the top end is the same as great heights of pleasure; more doesn’t make you lose interest. If anything, it shar

The bowls were just a reach away but the pain I felt, didn't make me move an inch. I sobbed quietly as I laid there, allowing the rain to beat down on me. At this point, I just wanted nothing else but for the earth to swallow me up cause what was the essense of living? I laid there, doing nothing because I felt paralyzed, I felt numb, but every moment I moved, there was a sharp unbearable pain along my rib. I shut my eyes not wanting to do anything more. Then I felt the same tug I felt earlier...