Open When Youre Sad Novels & Stories

Anna's voice were becoming husky as tears slipped it way to her eyes. She went on kneels and touched the grave."Do you remember where we first met?" she chuckles and sniffles. "I'm so stupid to be talking to you like you could even hear me. But, I feel happy standing in your grave to speak to you, it makes me feel like you're here with me. I can't forget that night at the grocery store where you worked, I distracted you from attending to your customers and I could still hear their voices yelling at us-" she paused and giggles lightly with tears rolling steadily on her cheeks.

Gathering what little energy I had left, I croaked out, "Rebecca… please… call the nurse for me…" Before she could respond, a sudden burst of sobbing came through the phone. Hendrix's voice trembled dramatically. "Spencer, I know you'll never forgive me. I'm so sorry—I don't deserve to live anymore!" Rebecca shot me an accusatory glare, her eyes burning with fury. "Hendrix has depression! If his condition worsens because of you, I swear I'll never forgive you!" Then, without missing a beat, her tone softened as she spoke into the phone, her voice laced with concern and affection, "Hendrix, calm down. Please don't do anything rash. I'm coming over right now."

Jordan said while holding the picture frame. I was about to walk inside my room when he speaks. "Joash, when will I see this smiles again?" He asked and showed me our image. I saw how happy I am on that photo. I've been asking myself lately, when will that happiness be back to me? "I don't know" I answered "I'll just change my clothes" I added I walked straight to my room and glanced at my mirror and saw how sadness covered my face, I tried to pull out a smile, my lips are smiling but I can still see how sad I am through my eyes.

My eyes bloodshot red, tears streaming down without stopping. "You are not angry, you are just sad. And I want you to suffer. If you die you will get what you want 'peace' and I don't want that to happen. You know what is scarier than death? It's life! " I couldn't stand him anymore. I rapidly took steps backwards and started to run out of the room.

sadness. A deep and weary sadness because i don’t understand why any of this is happening to me. I thought i would be having my happy ever after by now. How did it go so horribly wrong. Bridget knocks again and i open the door without any fuss this time. She comes in and immediately encases me in a hug. I hug Bridget back and i cry. I don’t know why i’m crying. Maybe it’s because of the interview, or just because i feel like crying.

There were days when I wanted to eat two pieces of bread at once, and there were days when I wanted to cry just because Liam forgot to put his glass in the right place. One night, I was folding clothes while crying for no clear reason. Liam walked into the room and immediately panicked. “Sienna? Are you hurt? What is wrong?” I wiped my tears. “I don’t know. I am just sad.” Liam hugged me right away. “Okay. You are allowed to be sad. You are allowed to cry. You are allowed to be angry. You can even throw a pillow at me if you need to.” I lifted my head. “Really?”

((SENA)) 😣😣😣 The redness of my cheeks was killing me and I was in between helpless laughing and crying. Whatever his fever did to us, it’s effing shameful. I gulped. Sean went back to the tent and propped the guitar against his lap. Then he began to strum the guitar once more. Weird that he’s spilling his emotions through music. 🎶🎶 I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad Carry you around when your arthritis is bad

To this Richard replied abruptly, "Are you close with me to ask this question?" Krystal replied in a friendly but caring tone, " It's not a matter of being close or not!! Come on!!! I saw the sadness on your face, Don't you think of me as a fool!! My parents always suggest me to share my sadness when am sad so that I will feel less sad. And it's truly said. When you share your sadness, your burdens are lessened, so try to share it!!! It's not a big deal !!! I won't tell to anyone" To this Richard said in an irritated manner, "Enough of your bullshit crap!!"

I don't want to panic but she's not moving "Oh uhm ma'am I'm so sorry," he says frowning, and a tear runs down my face. Sorry. Sorry is a word someone uses to tell you bad news and hearing 'sorry' from a medical person doesn't end well "What wh-" I start to ask what the hell is going on but Daniel's voice cuts me off. I don't even know what to do with myself. Tears are running down my face and I feel hopeless again. This was supposed to be a good day what the fuck is happening

I laughed uneasily, running my hand through my hair. "Well, it's sad when dead is the only way to set you free from your misery."