Laugh Until You Cry Novels & Stories

He always turns something innocent into something pathetic just to make me feel worthless. “I hope she cries tomorrow. Honestly, I need something to upload on my YouTube channel, and nothing’s as catchy as an eighteen-year-old crying on her first day of college. The caption will be something like—” Caden puts his hands under his chin, pretending to think. “Déjà vu for Mad. She started her education as a crybaby and is wrapping it up with the same attitude, only it has worsened. For now, she’s turned into a pseudobulbar.” He grins.

Charles looks between Richie and me, the color draining from his face. The seriousness etched on his features tells me he knows something crucial, but he’s clearly trying to keep it hidden. He holds onto his serious expression for just a moment longer before he suddenly erupts into laughter… again. The sound echoes throughout the room, filling every corner with his boisterous mirth. His eyes squint shut, and I can see the way his body shakes with each burst of laughter as if he’s losing his grip on reality. I can see the sheer energy radiating from him; it’s not just a simple laugh—he’s howling, practically screaming with joy. It infuriates me, making me feel like a complete fool as he mocks

Generous in quantity. Jay froze for half a second. Then he burst into laughter. Not a soft laugh. Not a polite one. A loud, bright, shameless laugh that filled the entire room and hit me straight in the chest like a warm punch. “Oh my God… Alex~~ your face—” he gasped between laughs. “She baptized you for the day!” I wiped my face slowly while our son giggled like he understood the joke, and Jay laughed harder when I made a dramatic dying expression like the milk had taken my soul from my body.

I looked up through watery eyes to find my mum staring at me, horrified, while my dad, who had now joined her, stared in disapproval. I bit my lip, trying really hard not to cry; Dad wouldn't like that. I really wanted to impress him, and besides, warriors don't cry. Then a loud laugh burst through someone's mouth, then another, and in a few seconds, the whole field was filled with loud laughter. They were laughing at me. I sat up and stared down at my motionless hand;my elbow was broken. My lips trembled, and my eyes stung with tears. Warriors don't cry, warriors don't cry, I chanted, but it was no use; the tears were already rolling down.

he burst out laughing into another set of explosive laughs. This crazy boy. Gah ! However, his laughs were infectious and no sooner, in a cafe crowded with dozens of people, two silly teenagers were crying their asses off as they laughed like crazy, rolling on the floor. Guess today could be officially declared as ‘Crazy Day’. That was a hell lot of craziness that we saw today. T’was totally Craziness Overloaded. “Oh God ! I - can’t - breathe,” I panted out breathlessly in between my peals of laughter.

Clapping his hands with exaggerated enthusiasm, Lark unleashed a scornful laugh that cut through the air, echoing with derision. "Well, well, well," Lark sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Look at you, Max. Still pining over a lost cause, I see. How pathetic." Max's jaw clenched as he turned to face his partner, his eyes flashing with a mixture of frustration and anger. "This is none of your business, Lark," he retorted, his voice laced with a firm determination. Lark's laughter intensified, his amusement evident in the twisted curve of his lips. "Oh, but it is, Max. You see, your little infatuation is becoming quite the entertainment for me," he taunted, relishing in his role as the

I close my eyes, tears pooling behind my lids as silent laughter wracks my body as the mushy, yet tough, burnt concoction sits in my mouth refusing to go down my throat. I bite down, something crunching unpleasantly between my teeth that causes me to lose all composure. I grab a napkin and spit out the mouthful of food, breaking into a fit of laughter as tears stream down my face. “Is it that bad?” Jartre asks, his face looking almost bereft. I reach out, grabbing his arm as I fight to control my laughter. I take a large sip of water, swallow down whatever is left in my mouth and wipe away my tears.

My tears were spilling down my cheeks now and I don’t care if I was crying in front of him, it just hurts so much and I don’t want it to hurt anymore. “Why did you come out? To know if I’m crying? Well yes, I am crying, happy now? You can go in now and tell her that I’m crying, I’m sure it’s going to make her very happy and you will do anything to make her happy. Yes, I am the laughing stock to both of you, whenever you see me, you laugh in happiness because of the things you have done to me and I’m sure it makes you very happy. So yes Adrian, you have successfully ruined me and I hope that the happiness lasts you forever and that…”

Sharlene wiped Scarlett's tears away with a smile. “Take care of our family, Scarlett; you’re my only baby…” Sharlene forced a smile and looked at her grandchildren. “Please give your grandmother a hug…” While crying, the children hugged their grandmother. “Grandma!” Sharlene smiled and looked at Scarlett, who was still crying and clutching her hand. “After this, be happy…” said Sharlene as she closed her eyes and let go of Scarlett’s hand. “No, Grandmother!”

"Hahahaha, what the fuck is going on? Why are you crying like a three years old baby? Did I say something wrong?" "This is just a tears of joy, fucking idiot!"