Real Crying Eyes Novels & Stories

Hopefully, you don't catch it wrong. ________________________ And again, I was crying like a baby Most crying can make me blind 😭😭😭 I could feel what Gerald felt 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 especially Rara felt. 😭😭😭😭 Really oh my God 😢😢😢😢😢

“It hurts.” It doesn’t feel like it’s been an hour since I’ve been crying for no apparent reason. The fried rice in front of me is already full of tears. I feel exhausted after draining my tears. My breath is gasping, my throat feels dry, and I swelled my eyes. My vision became a little blurry because my eyes still pooled warm tears in my eyelids. It’s always the same as before; pain. My eyelids closed, and the last drops of my tears slid smoothly down my cheeks.

Rex asked, squatting down so he was level with me. I realized then that my tears still hadn’t stopped. They were sliding down my cheeks slowly, one after another, refusing to dry no matter how hard I blinked. My mascara had definitely run by now. I could feel the stickiness beneath my eyes. I was sure my nose was red too, probably runny, and my entire face was red from all the crying. This was the miserable sight Rex was getting. And strangely… he didn’t look disgusted by it. He just looked curious.

I replied, letting out a long yawn as I rubbed at my tired eyes. The way she blinked, it was obvious she had no more tears to let out. Her crying tank was dry. If I was the tank too, there was no way I would seek a refill. Her eyes held such huge bags if they were added to car airbags, they would suffocate an accident victim.

The smell was heavy, and it made it difficult to breathe properly. My eyes burned from crying so much. At first, the tears had come non-stop, hot and heavy, soaking my face and shirt until I could barely see anything clearly. I had cried for hours, my chest rising and falling painfully, my throat sore from all the sounds that kept coming out of me.

Hades stirred up awake and had the look of worry when he saw tears sliding down my cheek. “Something got into my eyes.” I sniffed, pushing back the tears while wiping my eyes with the back of my palm. “It’s about her right?” “See…” I froze a bit and my bottom lip accepted with a nod. It's no use lying or trying to paint things differently. “Crying is bad for the child. I don't want my child to drown in your tears.” He teases in a hard tone. I chuckled softly from his assertions that means many babies must have drowned.

Amanda was crying her eyes outside. Amanda crumpled onto the cold floor, her body shaking as sobs tore through her. Her palms pressed weakly against the tiles, as though the ground itself was the only thing holding her together. Tears streamed down her cheeks in endless rivers, soaking her skin, her hair falling wildly around her face. Her lips trembled, catching on broken breaths, while her eyes, red and swollen. She didn't care that they were just outside the house and people could see her. She was heartbroken.

My eyes burned, and I blinked rapidly, refusing to cry. No, but the tears came rushing down my eyes

I mumbled, As I stood up, he kept crying but without making any other reaction. " What? " He asked me while wiping the tears away. " Why are you crying? " " I, don't, know. " He asked me wiping them again. " I must be broken. " He kept wiping them and laughing, I didn't understand but I felt deep pain watching him or Riley crying like that. I touched his eyes helping him to wipe his tears. " Tears are falling when someone is sad, are you sad? " I put my hands up his shoulders, his eyes teared up again but he couldn't talk.

"Could excessive crying cause such damage?" The healer nodded slowly. "Yes, particularly during developmental years. Prolonged periods of crying can increase ocular pressure and stress the nerve pathways." The implication hit me with brutal force. Natalie had told me she couldn't cry anymore. Now I understood why—she had likely cried every night since her parents died when she was twelve, until her body simply had no more tears to give. My hands clenched into fists at my sides. The Silverstone pack would pay dearly for this. Every single one of them.