Open When You Need To Laugh Novels & Stories

Ellie pulled back slightly, her face breaking into a small, incredulous smile—and then, unexpectedly, she burst into laughter. At first, it was soft, hesitant, a fragile sound that seemed almost alien in the room heavy with secrets. Then it grew, deep and genuine, echoing off the walls. She laughed until tears formed at the corners of her eyes. Laughter flowed freely, releasing months of tension and worry, until she could hardly breathe.

Harry laugh wholeheartedly, Maria turns fully red, "Oh," I said while making 'O' with my mouth, before I open my mouth to say something else, my stomach decided its best time to rumble. "I think my stomach needs to feed," I shake my head which makes the three of us start laughing our hearts out.

Vincent pov I laugh so hard my eyes water. I haven't heard anything so ridiculous and stupid in a long time. The last time someone made me laugh like that was in high school. But the look on my Beta's face can only mean how serious his question was. I wipe away my tears and straighten my posture. Like a kid trying to look serious, I clear my throat a few times before speaking up. "That was a great joke, my friend, but warn me next time before you try to say something so absurd. One of these days, I might choke on a piece of food and die. Do you want it?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

v Sameera watch them from a far getting ignited at their closeness day by day they getting closer and her plan of being with the love of our life feeling far and far away she need to do something soon before Meerab snatch him from her forever she have to play a Trump card which will separate them forever. __________________________________ To laugh is to express joy from the soul with a beauty that vulnerable and honest. The noises of derision are not laughter, yet a form of snort. Intention is important because the former builds healthy brains and healthy bonds, the latter does the opposite. By Angela Abraham

Tears gathered at the corner of my eyes and my belly hurt from laughing so much but I couldn’t bring myself to stop. This was exactly the joke I needed to get out of the terrible mood I was in. By the time I was done laughing, I cleared my throat. “Thanks for making me laugh bestie. That was exactly what I needed. Your impeccable sense of humour.” I complimented. Taking in a deep breath, she whispered shakily. “I know right, just that I’m goddamn serious and I have two weeks left before I become a baby machine to someone who is of the same age as my father.”

I say, my voice steadier this time. His reaction is unexpected. He laughs—a deep, rumbling sound that echoes through the empty warehouse. It’s a laugh that chills me to the bone, full of amusement but devoid of any warmth. It’s as if I’ve told the funniest joke he’s ever heard, and he can’t help but indulge in it. The laughter stops as abruptly as it began. His expression shifts back to that same unsettling calmness, and he snaps his fingers. The sharp sound reverberates in the silence, and almost immediately, the door swings open.

He stopped and gave me the evil eye, "You need to stop joking around. What you are going through is serious and it hurts you to laugh." I said, "I know, but if I don't laugh, I'm going to cry. I hate crying."

, a laugh that comes from somewhere inside her she had never explored, a child's laugh, a laugh that is afraid, a laugh that is in pain, a laugh that hopes, a laugh that believes, a laugh that loves, a laugh that says, "I am here, I am alive, I am real, I am true, I am your daughter, I am your mother, I am your sister, I am your family, I am your life, your heart, your soul, everything you have, everything you are, everything you will be, forever, for eternity, until the end of time, for everything we have, everything we don't have, everything we will have, if we want, if we dare, if we believe, if we hope, if we love," and I watch her, I watch her laugh, I watch her live, I watch her be hap

The day before the high school reunion, the queen bee who'd bullied me for three years suddenly posted a video in the group chat. In the video, my 220-pound high school self was locked inside a bathroom, with a piece of paper stuck to the back of my uniform that read: [No Food for Pigs] The group chat instantly erupted. [Holy shit, she's coming to the reunion?] [Do you think the hotel chairs can hold her?] [After all these years, she can't possibly still be so fat she won't even fit through the door, right?] Naomi White, the queen bee who'd led the bullying back then, tagged me. [Old friend, everyone wants to see you. You have to come to the reunion this time.] Soon, someone started

(Lily POV) Laughter makes our feelings light. It is always good to laugh. It helps us to be more cheerful. To make feat vanish and they will be the one scared of us, because in this world, we need to fight. Many people are already suffering but if you will add to the burden of your feelings, the world being negative will explode. So, fight for your happiness with a smile on your lips.