Mercy Copypasta Novels & Stories

“Dear John and Marion, I'm sorry to leave without saying goodbye properly. I need to find something more in life, something that makes me feel alive. Please understand that this is something I have to do for myself. Take care of yourself, and thank you for everything. Love, Mercy.” I folded the note carefully and placed it on the table, making a mental note to place it where someone would see it after I take my leave. My heart raced as I quietly gathered my few belongings and tied them up in a bag. I would leave soon, but for now, I needed to scope out the place. I slipped out of the house. The cool night air greeted me, and for the first time in a long while, I felt a sense of freedom.

Staring at the ceiling, my thoughts starting to disturb me again. The betrayal of my best friend. My ruthless husband. My son. And for the nth time, I'm found myself slitting my wrist again. Can somebody help me? Can someone free me from the hell that I'm staying? Save me please .. I'm really tired of living .. Lord .. Until when should I pay for my mistake? Lord, please let me rest. Lord, I can't handle anymore .. Please… free me from all the pain.

She cried out as she can to let my ears be struck by her echoes. "Ms. Dandelion, it is my responsibility to save your friend from getting persecuted by uncertainty and misery!" I said and let go of my hand off her kindness. How sweet of her though and I do pity myself for refusing offers like that continuously. Grace doesn't have to do that, I came to implore for help and not take gratitude. The moon gave me a route to run away from the promise that might not be retained forever. Within the moonbow, I felt there was no hope of healing the shattered essence of an individual.

he smiled sadly Tom Mercy walked in my office fuming pushing her huge tummy first, terrorizing my office “ I want you to be happy I don’t want you to be with me because of pity or because you feel like you owe me, you don’t owe me anything, I did what I did because it made me happy and I love you” I might be calm on the surface but inside my heart and mind are at chaos I don’t know what to do or feel anymore, I am scared, for the first time I am not afraid to admit that I am scared, she deserves to be happy and this is me giving her a chance to chose what she really wants if it me that she wants, she has to make me believe it, words are not enough but actions are “ everybody knows that you

"Celia, I already apologized! I even offered compensation, so don't push this too far! If you let me go today, I promise I won't cause you trouble ever again. Isn't that enough? And besides… we were college classmates. Are you going to be this heartless?" I nearly laughed again. Her words were so ridiculous that it was almost funny. I raised a brow. "Oh? And when you blocked the door, refusing to let me leave, did you not think that was too much? "When you demanded I kneel and be your dog, did you think about our so-called friendship? You showed me no mercy, so why the hell should I forgive you?" Mabel fell silent, her mouth opening and closing, but no words came out. While I spoke, Daniel t

A computer generated letter could be traced but typewriters left nothing but imprints. Penny read the letters again. They were haikus and their meanings were clear. The first letter read: Should judgement fall. The thief no place can run. But here salvation comes. The second one was a continuation of the first and it was here she saw what the writer of both letters wanted. Should salvation come. The price though fair or steep. Would you be wont to pay? “There was an enclosed letter telling me to write my response and send it to a mailbox which was obviously registered in a fake name, I checked. If I want salvation I only have to send that letter of affirmation.”

Anthea’s heart filled with warmth as tears of gratitude filled her eyes. "Thank you." Anthea expressed her heartfelt gratitude while hugging him tightly and then starting to cry again. Rayan didn’t say anything. He just smiled and hugged her tightly, hoping she would soon forget all her pain and sorrows because she deserved every bit of happiness in the world. _______________ __________

“I will.” She turned back to the altar, tracing her fingers along the sigil. The frost beneath her touch shimmered, spreading outward like breath across glass. “Then write this too,” she said softly. “Mercy is not weakness. It is the strength to stay kind in a world that wants you cruel.” Elias bowed his head. “I’ll remember.”

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