Momo Suicidal Novels & Stories

“She must have kept some of that poison on her. One dose. Just enough to end it before she had to face her real punishment.” Dad’s jaw was tight when I looked at him. When I looked back at Mom, she was still shaking her head at the empty cell. “It’s such a shame,” she said. “She could have had a happy life here… but she insisted on getting herself into that situation.” “Greed does horrible things to people,” Dad muttered. I stared between him and Mom as they left the cells together, following the guards back upstairs. My eyes narrowed. Suicide. That was what Mom called it.

I expected news of her death to come quickly, but two months passed. The household of three remained quiet. Nothing happened. Uneasy, I went home one weekend. The moment I walked in, I found Poppy kneeling in front of Mom. Upon seeing me enter, Poppy did not stop. "Mom, please just die already. This life is hell! If you don't die soon, I'll be the one who dies. "You know what I saw on James's phone? A group chat called the ‘Wife-Killer Club’. He said he's sick of me and is going to kill me soon! Mom, can you really stand watching your daughter die right in front of you?

Adrian looked at his brothers and said, “Mom favored her, can’t you see? The night Mom died, if she hadn’t been there, the three of us would probably have been in trouble too. Mom always wanted to give her a way out. “Mom’s suicide was said to be out of fear of the consequences, but in fact, she was exchanging her life for Caroline’s. Mom knew that after her scheme failed, she couldn’t keep fighting the other side anymore. Caroline pleaded with Mom not to go down the wrong path, and that’s why Mom chose to end her own life.

Worse than a murder then why would they receive a respectable funeral where people cry for them too. “F**k. It’s the cousin.” Muzamil said with a hint of disappointment in his voice as if he was expecting the mother so that he could have a little more drama. “You can do it slowly. Mother is sleeping after the pills. She wouldn’t wake up even if you scream.” A breathless voice came from inside as it must be Beela giving us the information about how she was betraying her mother too exactly.

I feel that my life is of no value, and the thought of being used for sexual gratification by multiple men makes death seem like a better option. I won’t be a slut for their financial gain. I looked around to look for my perfect suicide tool. I stood up to search for anything that would let me slash my wrist or any suicidal parts in my body. “What are you doing? Are you trying to hide my golden bracelet you stole while leaving the house?” My mother’s voice rang out in the room. “A… what? I… I didn’t steal any golden bracelets. I don’t even know what that is,” I said, moving backwards as I saw the murder in my mom’s eyes.

The number of the room are wrong. Moo Shang suddenly feels week . He call Jun two to get him in his class and ask a leave for him then he quickly call his mother . He can't think anything right now . He seems blank . Luckily they are having a self study for this evening . " Mom... mom help me .... she's.... Tang Li something happened to her . What should I do ... mom help me . Someone wants to kill her .. What should I do if anything happen to her . How should I live ?" Moo Shang cries as he talks to Elina .

She provided copies of these reminders to the judge. She further explained, "Her suicide occurred the day after receiving these reminders. If she had truly attempted suicide due to the assault, it would have happened right after the incident, not after her mother stole her property. This latest attempt was triggered by the loan reminders. Why was she being reminded? It was ultimately because her mother failed to return her rightful property as per the agreement, burdening her with a massive debt that led to this tragic outcome." The evidence presented by Iris was sufficient to demonstrate that Liandra's suicide was not directly caused by the defendant. Therefore, the blame for her suicide co

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!” Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment.

This is your chance to set the record straight, got it? Alan nodded fervently. After I had my coffee, I got up to leave. The products Christy and Mom were selling in their live stream sold out. I checked the trending topics, only to find many netizens supporting them. That was because Christy had boldly claimed she would pay my mom four thousand dollars a month indefinitely as long as she could keep streaming and selling products. This had always been a game, one that depended on keeping constant conflict between my mom and me. As Mom's so-called benefactor, Christy stood to gain a lot from this. What she called a salary was really just a business move, and she was able to catch this massive

Everyone online disliked me, claiming that I was only good at fan service. Now, they were saying that I intentionally died in an unconventional way for fame. Death did not win me the sympathy or concern of the world. Instead, it gave them something more to discuss. Some presumed that my death was accidental after a fun night in bed, while some assumed that I had offended one of my powerful bedmates. No one pitied me. Not even my mom. My mom's phone rang, and it was a call from my sister. She had been adamant about becoming an A-list celebrity these days.