I'm Sorry Mama By Eminem Novels & Stories

It read ; " I'm Sorry by Jaz Published: February 2008 I'm saying sorry first. I'm saying sorry last. I'm saying sorry for the future, but mainly for the past. I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you, and I'm sorry for not listening when you needed it the most. You were right, and you had the right to be mad. I'm sorry that you felt the need to apologize, and I'm sorry that you were hurt. I'm sorry that I can only see the good and always try to avoid the bad. I'm saying sorry for all my mistakes. I'm saying sorry for being blinded, blinded by the perfect thought of you and me,

Her grief transformed into sheer despair and unbearable pain. Dad dropped to his knees with a heavy thump in front of my lifeless body. "Nina, I'm sorry," he repeated again and again. He slammed his fists against the floor in a mix of rage and regret. He pounded so hard that blood ran from his knuckles, yet he felt no pain. He reached to pull his coat over me, but an officer stopped him. "Mr. Graham, I'm sorry. Nina's body is still considered evidence and cannot be touched."

I whispered, my voice cracking. She didn’t say a word. Her eyes widened. Her lips trembled. She dropped the towel and took a hesitant step forward. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, like she was holding back something powerful. I stood there frozen. And then… “Mama, I’m sorry,” I blurted out, breaking into loud, uncontrollable sobs. “I’m so sorry. I should’ve listened. I should never have stayed away this long. Please forgive me.”

Sorry can't save me now Sorry I don't know how Sorry there's no way out But down Hmm, down He swallowed, narrowing his eyes. He wasn't the only one captivated though. Many people were. She truly was a songbird. Call my friends and tell them that I love them And I'll miss them But I'm not sorry Call my friends and tell them that I love them And I'll miss them Sorry. She looked up, locking eyes with him once more. He smiled softly, as she stood, putting her hands on her hips discreetly.

'I am finished o…' her mother cried slowly, goose pimples overlapping her skin as she stared at her daughter's defiled form on the cushion. 'Heavens have mercy!' Mr. Dike cried in response to the sight, his heart beat accelerating in shock and fear. 'Nneoma.' Nneoma was weak. However, she opened her eyes and gazed at her parents. 'Dad… daddy, I'm I'm sorry.' Her voice sounded faint. She closed her eyes momentarily trying to sum up some strength. 'Mummy,' she began, a sob escaping her. 'Please… I'm sorry.'

Madam Louisiana walked towards Omarion's mother and she got her hands in hers. "I am sorry if I have inconvenient you in any way the past few days you can rest assured that it was never of my intention to make you feel like that in your own house so I am sorry," Madam Louisiana apologized, and tears well up in Omarion's mother eyes hearing how the woman was apologizing to her when he should have been the other way round.

her mother said coldly Holy fuck I am not making progress here! I need to damage control I looked at her mother in the eye "Mam I love your daughter I understand I screwed up, in the beginning, I treated her badly and for that, I am all kind of fool, but mam no one will ever love your daughter more than me she is the reason of my life my day starts and ends with her just her, her laughter brightens my day and her tears pierce my Heart, if she is sad I feel like a failure and I still don't know if I am worthy of her, but I am eternally thankful that she chose me even when I would not have chosen myself."

I responded, my voice steady, betraying none of the turmoil within me. He broke into heart-wrenching sobs, a raw, guttural sound that tore at something deep inside me. He rushed forward, pressing himself against the cold metal bars of his cell, desperate to get closer to me. "Oh, my little girl," he choked out, tears streaming down his face. "I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry for everything I did to you, for all the pain I caused." "I'm sorry too, Father," I whispered, my own voice catching slightly. "I'm so sorry about all of this. That it had to come to this."

I jolted, flinching in horror, gasping for air because I knew that voice. “Mom, I’m so sorry. I hope you can forgive me. Please, don’t cry.” I wouldn’t see Mom again and ask for forgiveness for the pain I’d caused. “Mom, I hope you won’t cry on my grave. I hope you will continue living without me. I hope you will start listening to the Linkin Park with Emily Armstrong. I hope you start a feminist movement and go out and fight for women’s rights because that’s who you are. You’re a force to be reckoned with. Please, tell Piper. I’m sorry, and I love her. She’s my forever sister.” I wouldn’t see my best friend walk down the aisle anymore. He was going to finish his job. He was going to kill me

“I’m sorry I didn’t turn out as you expected me to be. I’m sorry I didn’t avenge you. I’m sorry I stayed silent and left everything behind. Losing you—losing this pack—shook my whole being. It damaged me more than anything. I swear, Dad, at the beginning, I tried. But every time I tried to get closer, I would receive threats for our people. Instead of braving my fears, instead of facing them, I cowered. I already blamed myself for leaving the territory that week. I didn’t want to blame myself more for any bloodshed if I tried…” “I’m sorry I was a coward. But you know what... Despite being a coward, I was blessed with a wonderful female and brave pups—Nadia and Nadine. They are a Montrell thr