Misery Parents Guide Novels & Stories

It was a breathtaking feeling. Similarly, when Jonathan made a mistake, the disappointment of his parents meant just as much to him.The opposite of light slammed into him, filling him up to his very core with anger and guilt that cut in from all sides. That feeling that brimmed every time his counsellors convinced him to lead them on illegal activities that his parents discovered was so overwhelming that he couldn't deal with it any more than he could deal with his stubborn, unrequited love for his counselors.

The motivational system you were so proud of was nothing but a flawed joke. My mom stared at the phone as the video looped endlessly. So, that was the reason Jason had always seemed perfect. It was no wonder; no matter how hard I tried, I could never surpass him. It was because he had always been cheating the system from the start! Then, what did all the suffering I endured mean? I let out a bitter laugh. The final video began to play. In the footage, I sat trembling at my desk. My body was covered with frostbite.

It seems like a movie as our selves meet each other. “Bro, you should stop skipping classes,” Luis said while we are heading in our school, “Your grades are worst than hell, Bro! If I was you, my Dad will probably shoot me to head for having those failing grades.” I laughed. “You are lucky because you had parents who are taking care of you unlike me. No one will care if got those failing grades as if I care. Hahaha!” “Tsk. What do you think of me then? I care for you, Bro!”

Perhaps, to them, I was the scum trying to seduce my own father as Mom had claimed. Jenny stood frozen in shock. Her mother rushed out when she heard the noise. Seeing my pitiful state, she instinctively moved to help me up. But Mom yanked me right in front of her. She shouted, "Were you the one who had your daughter lead my daughter astray? Are you trying to help her seduce my husband? You're all trash!" The force of her tug made me stumble. I desperately lowered my head to hide my humiliation. Yet Mrs. Davis stepped in front of me, shielding me with her frail frame. I saw the pity and guilt reflecting in her eyes.

Maximaze Park Revi sighed and gazed at her left, where a painting of Mother and I was placed. “Children lost their parents, parents lost their children . . .” Her eyes had lost their luster and were gloomy as if she was like a dove who had lost her pure white wings. “. . . Madreign destroyed everything — friendship, family, dreams, trust, and peace. They even took our freedom. ” Her melancholic eyes met mine then she averted her gaze above to stare at the ancient painting.

Mari moved until she was practically sitting in his lap, extending her comfort without exchanging a word and demonstrating her kind character without effort. While I felt for the male, having lost my own parental figures too young, I didn’t understand where he was going with his monologue until he’d continued in a determined voice after a few minutes had elapsed. “Somehow, my mom has withstood the impending delirium, but my dad caved to the insanity. He became too dangerous to be around, attacking anyone within reach after he went completely off the deep end. We ultimately had to send him back to our maker, but he took Rory and River with him when he went.”

As he looked at the evidence on the floor, he recalled Rita's deranged smile and Elisa's final calm yet despairing face. Finally, he understood what he had lost. It wasn't the business or family prestige. It was his only biological daughter. Moreover, it was all his fault. Outside, the night deepened. City lights flickered on, one by one, like countless indifferent eyes watching their broken family. A distant gunshot echoed. It was muffled. It sounded like the victim had their mouth stuffed shut. It was the Neri family's law—the execution of a traitor. Rita was dead. However, Elisa had also died. Some mistakes could never be fixed, and some losses could never be recovered.

Ace voice comes out forced, the anger lacing in each word. "A bullet in the head did the trick and boom, bye bye daddy." I gasped covering my mouth, I couldn't just believe my ears. "You bastard." I held Ace arm as he was about to lung at him. "Careful there brother, one more step and you are a dead man." I held Ace arm tightly, silently hoping he doesn't do anything crazy. "I don't get why you are mad though, you and dad never got along, I did you a favor." The sadistic smile on his face makes me want to puke, he is just beyond redemption.

They were quiet for a moment and then Mandy spoke, “I’m ashamed to admit that there were times I wished my parents would disappear.” Elliot held her close in the darkness, “Why is that?” Mandy spoke as if remembering something from long ago, “They never loved us. Kim was more of a parent than they ever were. I was a mistake, something that they rubbed in my face on a regular basis. I can still remember being four or five and being smacked upside the head for using too much toilet paper. ‘Fucking mistake’ is what my father called me instead of my name. My mother only spoke to me to criticize.”

Once she stops crying, she whimpers, "Where are you?" "Near my office, why?" "Tristan's people are here. They're looking for you. I'll explain later. Gotta go!" "Missy, No!" All these people know he's this monster. They're protecting him while he annihilates my people one by one! I take a cab to rent a car and head to my parents' home. As soon as I come up their exit, Missy calls. "Hey! What's going on?" I ask. "Don't go to the house! I ran to the store, but something was not right. Everyone's over to comfort us, but these Black Corporation people are standing out like sore thumbs. I didn't tell them our parents died, did you?"