Novel & Cerita I Prayed For You I Cried For You

This is the part where I cry to you from the depths of my heart and you answer me. God you know I can't live without him. Save him and I'd serve you forever. Answer my prayers and I'd be a loyal daughter to you. Just... Just... Just please answer my prayers!.... Please! "I scream as I fall to the ground. I cry for about a minute and nothing happens. I suddenly recall ; "Aren't you gonna sing? " he questions. "Nn-nn" I replied shaking my head. "That's unfair! " he protests. "My voice is expensive. You'd hear it once you're ready. " I reply slowly moving away from him.

he pleads. I shake my head again. My best friend stares up at me, “Please.” The last word to leave his lips as his head falls back and he stills. “Ah,” I try, I can’t even cry. “G-“, I grab his shoulders and shake. “Gabe,” I cry as I shake his body. My fingers shake and I sit back as I stare down at my best friend. I shook him in desperation, my tears ran down and dripping from my chin as I pleaded and prayed to the Moon Goddess.

Abhay eyes were full of pain. He himself don’t why is he feeling this pain? He couldn’t help himself but he was asking questions to himself. ‘When I hate her with my whole heart than why, when she is gone I’m feeling empty? Why is my heart empty? Why am I in pain? WHY?’ No matter, how many times he asked those questions to himself he couldn’t get any reply. “CLAP, CLAP, CLAP.” After hearing the sound of clapping Abhay and Mia parted themselves. Both of them saw Alex clapping his hands with a sad smile in his face.

On the fifteenth of every month, Rowan Hawthorn and I would swap homes. Eighteen years ago, a hospital accidentally swapped our embryos during IVF and put them into the wrong mothers. When the truth came out, my biological parents, Frank and Ronnie Hawthorn, wanted to keep Rowan. But his biological parents, Eugene and Rowena Cooper, wanted him back. They decided that he would live with each family for one month. Then, we would switch on the fifteenth of every month. I, on the other hand, became the unwanted burden. Wherever Rowan went, the house would be fully stocked with snacks and drinks. He would receive a thousand dollars as his monthly allowance, and the sunlit room would always b

Mу vоісе cracked as I descended іntо one gіаnt ѕоb, mу vоісе nо lоngеr rесоgnіѕаblе as all the pain саmе flooding оut. “I’m sorry, god, Iz, рlеаѕе don’t cry. I just . . . I wasn’t in a grеаt place. I rеgrеttеd іt thе moment I left, but I knеw іn my heart іt wаѕ the bеѕt thіng tо dо. I hаd tо gо tо ѕаvе you from mуѕеlf.”

After she had calmed down, I asked her to turn around and told her to close her eyes and pray. While she was praying, I heard the words PLEASE FORGIVE THE ONES WHO DO US WRONG.. My hands shook and I too closed my eyes…

As they disappeared from view, a sob caught in my throat, and I felt my legs give out beneath me. I fell to the ground, my body shaking with sobs, my tears streaming down my face like a river. "Please, moon goddess." I prayed, my voice muffled by my tears. "Please, bring him back to me." I begged. "Keep him safe, protect him from harm." "I'll do anything, I'll give anything, just please, please bring him back to me." The forest seemed to echo with my cries, the trees swaying gently in the breeze like mourners at a funeral.

Time have seem to have stood still. I closed my eyes, willing for any form of release. “Moon Goddess,” I whispered silently, my tears hot as they streaked down my filth-covered face. “If you’re real, if you can hear me, please help me. If not to survive, then let me die. Anything to end this.” The prayer was bitter, raw, and full of anger. I didn’t care if cursing the goddess brought me more bad fortune. What could possibly be worse than this? She deserved my rage for letting me suffer like this.

"They need their father. They need you to teach them how to be strong. How to be brave. How to sacrifice for the people they love. Please. Please don't leave us." Eleven fifty-nine. One minute. I closed my eyes and prayed harder than I had ever prayed in my life. "Moon Goddess," I whispered. "Please. If you have any mercy at all, please let him wake up. Please don't take him from me. I'll do anything. Anything you ask. Just please let him live." As the seconds ticked by, I felt my heart breaking with each passing second. "Victor," I sobbed. "Please. Please wake up."

Their innocent eyes were clouded with tears, their voices laced with worry as they kept asking the same question: "Where is Daddy?" Tessa's heart ached at their distress, her maternal instincts urging her to shield them from the harsh reality of their father's absence. With a deep breath, she gathered her children close, her arms wrapped protectively around them. "We need to pray for Daddy," she said softly, her voice quivering with emotion. "Let's ask God to keep him safe and bring him back to us."