Pitying Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry but... I have already seen the news. I'm sorry for what has just happened." Napakagat labi ako. Ito na nga ba ang sinasabi ko. I don't want anyone--- anyone to have pity on me. S alahat ay iyon ang pinaka iniiwasan kong mangyari. "You don't have to feel sorry about me, CJ---"

pang-aasar n’ya habang hinahalikan ang tenga ko. Bigla akong na disappoint nang tanggalin n’ya ang kamay n’ya sa katawan ko. ‘Yon na ‘yon? “Pogita the second is crying na!” “Oh really? And you want me to wipe her tears?” “Oo!” Yes, I’m a h*rny pogita! Jusmeyo! Nasaan na ang hiya mo, Tabitha? Naiutot ko na ata.

patulis pa ng nguso ni Naomi habang hindi rin iniiwas ang mata niya sa kasintahang nakatayo sa harap. Hearing Naomi say those things just now, especially her pitiful, helpless, soft, and adorable appearance like a kitten, August's heart melted. Para iyong matigas na tinapay na sinawsaw sa matigas na kape. Walang kalaban-laban. If she weren't extremely sad and heartbroken, Naomi rarely spoke to him in such a tone. Delicate and soft, pitiful. Agad nitong pinalambot ng tuluyan ang puso niya. Sino ba namang hindi maaantig ang puso sa pakiusap na iyon ng kasintahan niya?

Tahimik kong binigkas, “For me to remember my purpose in life.” Tumahimik ang paligid. Maging siya ay natahimik at hindi alam kung anong sasabihin. Ngunit lumalim ang kanyang tingin sa’kin dahilan para makaramdam ako ng kirot sa puso ko—na para bang sa mga tingin na iyon ay nabasa niya na ang lahat ng emosyong nakatago sa loob-loob ko. I hate pity. But the moment I saw it in his eyes, parang gusto ko na lang na kaawaan niya ako.

I don't like her attitude ,her existence and her fashion sense. "No stop!" My eyes become blurry again. I quickly wipe the tears na unti unting namumuo sa aking mata. " Don't feel pity on me .It's fine ,ayokong magustuhan mo ko dahil sa awa lang , wag mo akong kaawaan Please lang " I feel like I'm a low type of creature kapag Tinanggap Niya ang confession ko dahil lang sa Awa . Hindi naman ako ganon kababa para kaawaan lang .I love her but it's fine if she didn't.

May parang suntok at kirot na hndi niya maipaliwanang. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM...." When Jeon saw the woman wipe her tears, take her bag, and leave, he didn’t know why he didn't like the sight. He pities her, it’s all about that. He wants to leave it that way. Jeon Kenneth for the first time expresses pity toward others. Nang mawala ang babae sa paningin niya Jeon quickly press the black button na nasa side ng table niya. Saka kampanteng umupo.

Hindi siya dapat magpahalata sa lalaki, knowing that this individual is one of Michael's close friends However, he previously advised her to keep away from Petter for reasons she will never understand. "You're not a good liar, honey." anitong inukopa ang kaharap na silya. "Why don't you care tell me the reason why are you crying?” "There's nothing I can say Petter, as what you can see I'm reading—" “Your reading upside down, honey, so I know that you don't understand what's inside that book. Besides, I can sense the pain on your beautiful face.” He said as if he could read her mind.

Pagsisisihan mo ang pagpapahiya sa akin. ** End of POV **

“Ah, n-napuwing lang ako…” “You are not blinking your eyes, that is why you look like you're about to cry.” mahabang linya ng maliit na boses ni Pietro na kahit mukhang walang pakialam ay nagawang mapansin iyon nang tahimik. “Is that called napuwing?” Malakas na tumawa si Bryson ng hilaw. Napaayos na siya ng upo. Sa iba-iba nilang ugali, Dankworth nga ang mga bata.

Was it remorse or is it pity? "And one more thing. Do you really expect me to slept here? Dito talaga sa bahay na sinadya mong ipagawa para sa pinsan ko?" Walang amor siyang natawa. "You're really looking down on me, aren't you? Well, I can't blame you because I am a desperate woman, hindi ba?" "It's not like that, Corazon. I was just concern-"