Jars Of Sadness Novels & Stories

Rafa looks at his watch, it's time for lunch, he promises his wife Ajeng to pick him up to eat together. "Dear? What is wrong with you? Why is it looking so sluggish? " Asked Ajeng stroking her husband's hair, they are now at home, Rafa no longer has an appetite for food. “If I die, will everyone be happy? I just want to die, it feels like everything feels heavy, my sins have mounted, I've saved a lot of sins, you know what my sins are, right? Even my sins to you are so many, it's time for me to go to hell right? " said Rafa looking at his wife full of wounds, his mind was very tortured. However, questions and past memories made him depressed.

truly going to be here? She turned her head to take a gander at the maids standing next to her, with a chill, the disdain in her eyes that couldn't be covered became more grounded and more grounded, he really wants to embarrass her before every one of the house cleaners in the lounge. The workers couldn't bear it and blew some people's minds in a steady progression. There was a hint of compassion and pity in Jared's uncle eyes. Sarclet felt despair in her heart. He squeezed his body intensely on her body, and a tear-like torment dug out from a deficit, yet the agony was not generally so fierce as her disdain for Jared.

My lips were trembling my mascara already smudging beneath the lower lashes. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. The sob tore free from my chest. My shoulders shook as I sank to the floor, my arms wrapped tightly around myself. I pressed my forehead against my knees and let the grief spill. The sobs that came were heavy and ugly. Everything was unraveling. My mother’s disappointment, Hasan’s betrayal, the internet’s cruelty, and now this. Yale. My dream. Gone. Was there anything left of me?

I closed my eyes, slightly smelling the tantalizing scent of Elsa’s hurt. “Let us get out of here Elsa.” I heard the obnoxious Dylan say, and he tried leading her back to the office, i followed Jarvis’s direction as he made towards the stairs. He looked so sad and depressed as he climbed each step reluctantly. I stood by the end of the staircase watching him amused, this was it! How it was meant to be, I shouldn’t be the only miserable person in life. Jarvis can never have everything. I am definitely not going to allow it!

“But I didn’t believe it, Arielle. I couldn’t believe it. So, I learned glassblowing myself, from the best craftsman in the world. And for the past three years, I’ve tried over and over again to fix this mirror.” He paused, his hands clenched at his sides. "It really couldn't be restored. But broken glass… can be made into a kaleidoscope." I lifted the mirror toward the Milky Way above us, and the scattered gold and sapphire flecks shimmered under the light, splintering into countless reflections. In the depths of Jared’s eyes, I caught a glimpse of that same light—a silent universe of regret, longing, and something dangerously close to hope. His lips curled into a bitter smile. “You know wh

The weight of sadness settled upon her heart, casting a shadow over her once vibrant spirit. Eva retreated to her private study, seeking solace amidst the memories that intertwined with her grief. The room, adorned with artifacts from their epic journey, held a bittersweet reminder of the battles fought and the loved ones lost along the way. Tears welled up in Eva's eyes as she clutched a treasured photograph of Uncle Sam, a cherished mentor and source of unwavering support.

I didn’t understand why but I felt a hollowness within the confines of my heart. The feeling had been persistent for the past one month ever since I heard the news but I had assumed that it would go away with time. But contrary to my belief, it only intensified. I realised only later that it was a feeling of longing that first started within my chest, to the point where I thought I might puke my stomach’s contents before it averted it’s focus to my eyes.

I just sighed as I closed my eyes, and let myself sink into the darkness until I was numb and couldn't feel anything. I’m sorry, Mom and Dad. I’m a worthless daughter. ***

"Oh God, my reputation is ruined! I don't want to live anymore!" Jared sobbed as he tried to get out of bed and rush toward the window. Francesca panicked. "Jared, what are you doing?" Jared shouted, "Fran, don't try to stop me! Just let me jump and end it all! I was supposed to be a medical prodigy, destined to become a renowned medical expert someday. But the humiliating incident today has completely destroyed me. I don't want to live anymore, I just can't…"

Bones and Angel patrolled the outside of both, the constant litany of clear echoing over the comms from everyone’s voices. The warehouses were cavernous empty spaces, whatever storage shelves and meat hook lines they used to have inside their walls long since removed. The environmentals no longer worked and the only thing out of the ordinary they found was a tiny rag doll gathering dust in a far corner. Knight crouched down and picked up the toy, gently brushing away the dirt to reveal gleaming black button eyes. Some little girl, long since gone from this place, was probably missing it this very moment—if she was still alive. Knight had to choke back the rage that suffused him at that thoug