Sad Quotes Christmas Novels & Stories

"Never say never. Who knows…" Gosh, she was truly hopeless! Not wanting to listen to her nonsense anymore, I ended the call. Later events proved I shouldn't have done that. At least then I could have prepared myself for what was to come. … After the Christmas break, Louis and I both returned to work. The first morning rush after the holidays always resulted in unusually congested traffic. To make matters worse, I seemed to get caught at every red light possible. The trip that usually took no more than half an hour ended up taking me almost 50 minutes.

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“I work with time and it’s almost time for me to do something else.” “Alright... stay safe, December is tomorrow and this year’s Christmas will be very long.”“Hahaha... it reminds me of long Halloween. Only that, this time around, no one will be on costumes. No one is trick or treating and Santa is gonna come earlier than normal...” she glanced at the tv,“... am I right, Hendricks?”

He didn’t know what he did or where he went wrong, but what he knew was this: he was now the saddest man on the planet on this fateful Christmas day. * * To Be Continued.

he said. "Besides, it's not as if you don't know this about me. I can't stand women who are poor and dumb." Although he said this, his gaze had a hint of fondness. It was completely devoid of the disdain he had first shown when talking about Melissa. Just a week ago, I told him that since our wedding anniversary is on Christmas day, I wanted to have a proper celebration with him. He had impatiently replied, "Why should we celebrate Christmas too? You're so ridiculous."

Jordan Hall sighed as he pushed the grocery cart forward, the squeaky wheel wobbling with every uneven rotation. It felt as if it were a metaphor of his life, almost screaming under the weight of the emotional storm raging inside of him. The grocery store was warm and crowded, buzzing with shoppers wrapped in puffy coats, glittering scarves, and festive hats. Holiday music jingled overhead—songs that normally made him nostalgic, made him smile, made him feel grounded in the season. But not today. Today, everything felt distant, muted, like he was separated from the rest of the world by a thick sheet of glass. Everyone else was moving on with their cheerful holiday errands while Jordan trudge

He was content with atleast having someone to talk to this evening. "I'm sorry for making you cry. You must have come here to enjoy the Christmas and here I am." He slightly pulled away and chuckled sadly on his misery. It was then that Scar realized how sad he was, how unhappy he was. Today was Christmas and instead of spending it with his family,his wife, he's here in this club and drinking away his pain and sadness. She couldn't help her heart clenching at his condition. "You don't have to be sorry you idiot. I'm always here. Don't worry. And don't you ever get sad. Okay?"

She needed to write letters to Santa (done), make cookies (scheduled for Christmas Eve), ensure James understood Santa’s rules, and make sure Mama wasn’t “too sad to enjoy Christmas.” “Mama, you HAVE to be happy for Christmas,” Charlotte announced while they decorated the tree. “Christmas is for HAPPINESS. Sadness isn’t ALLOWED.” “I’ll do my best to be happy. But Charlotte, sometimes grown ups are sad even during happy times. That’s okay.” “But it’s CHRISTMAS! The happiest time!” Charlotte’s investment in Seraphine’s emotional state was touching and concerning. “I’m happy about Christmas. And happy about you and James. Sometimes I’m sad about work problems at the same time. People can be hap

"They were for my daughter. They were her Christmas and birthday present plus her biggest wish... I was going to make her Christmas wish finally come true. AND NOW IT'S ALL RUINED!" By the time she has finished talking, she has gone from sad to angry and it's a side that I like. I would much prefer her anger to her sadness and tears. "Well, there's still time until Christmas and when is her birthday?" she smiles, and for once, it's genuine and happy, and fuck she looks beautiful. "Her birthday is on Christmas day. She's a Christmas baby. A Christmas blessing." Now I can understand her smile because it makes me smile too.

Ethan picked up the toys that were scattered on the floor. He put those toys one by one onto the treasure box. As he picked up the last toy, he stumbled upon the Christmas gift, and he placed it back again where it should be. He stood up straight, touching the Christmas tree with his hands. It's that time of the year again, and every time this holiday comes, sadness seeps in. The nostalgic feeling always comes back because this is the time where he and Chad end things.