Sad Story Make You Cry の小説・ストーリー

She quickly went to the dressing table, delicately wiping away her tears with tissues before reapplying her makeup. "Of all things, why did you have to say those hurtful words right in front of her? Vince must've seen through it. I'm not as young as I was, so can you please not drag me into these tearful scenes next time? Otherwise, I won't be able to maintain my looks!" The contemptuous Sadie sat on the bed. "How was I supposed to know Rita has learned to be manipulative as well? I always thought she wouldn't shed a tear even if her bones were broken, yet she was able to cry so convincingly in front of me..."

She paused. Inhaling a soft breath, Crystal nodded. "Yes, sometimes literally the death of our heart occurs, but it's for a limited time. Our hearts don't stop beating even for a second. If it stopped beating, we'll be expired. When people feel sad, they'll be immersed in the word 'sad.' If we want to overcome it, all we have to do is to forget the words which make us sad, which makes us think."

“I was so stupid that I lost what made me happy.” I rapidly hugged her as her grip on my back tightened. “it’s okay,” “I am sorry Siren,” she cried. “It okay,” wiping her tears. “I don’t want to lose you every again,” “You won’t I promise,” A smile appeared on her face while tears flooded down her cheeks.

MY BUTTERFLY ****************** CALEB’S POV ****************** My heart is heavy and burdened as I watch the woman who has come to mean everything to me wither away before my eyes. I see her pains and how she tries so hard to hide them with a smile. Sometimes I want to break down and cry but for her, I try to be strong. However when she is not watching I go to a private place and cry. They say strong men do not cry but for Angela’s sake I agree to be a weakling for her sake I agree that I am not man enough.

" I feel a lump forming in my throat as Max's word resonated within me. I tried so hard to forget about everything, to live like a normal teenager but it's not a easy at it seems to feign ignorance on the bitter truth. Unable to hold my emotions I let if all down. Tears stream down my face as the weight of my emotions becomes too much to bear. Max wraps his arms around me, offering a comforting embrace that feels like a lifeline in this sea of despair. "I'm so sorry I.. I didnt mean to make you cry. Max said confuse on what to do next. I shake my head, my tears continuing to flow. "No, Max, it's not your fault," I manage to say in between sobs. " "Please don't cry" he said as he gently wipes

CLYONE I closed my eyes even tighter as I leaned my head against the cabinet behind me. I could feel the hot liquid slowly streaming down on my cheeks. Geeze. Here comes the crybaby me again. The song keep blasting really loud as it lingers in my ears. Every word of the lyric fills my head making such a massive impact as if it is embracing the emotions inside me, sympathizing or maybe trying to make me feel better. Unfortunately, it just made the sorrow vivid, not lessen it.

Luna Sadie declared. Tears streamed down my face. I hated crying. It was even worse with an audience. I blamed my new love for Peanut. “I am sorry! I just cannot!” Irina ran out of the room. But not before I saw the streaks of mascara running down her face. Ha! Even with my own tears, I considered this a win. That witch never cried!

A single tear slipped silently down her cheek, betraying the depth of her emotions. Matt's puzzled expression revealed his confusion. "Are you crying?" he asked softly, his concern evident. "If I'm not mistaken, you're the one turning me down over here," he added, a touch of gentle humor in his voice. Camden scoffed, attempting to lighten the mood amidst their shared sadness. "Well, then, you go ahead and cry if you're so broken up about it," she said, her playful tone laced with a hint of indignation. Then the reality of the situation descended upon her once more. "I'm allowed to be sad too. I'm also losing a mate here. And worse than that, I'm hurting you, and I hate it," she said as the t

Isaac suddenly contorted his face in raw pain and sadness, as if something deep had been triggered within him by Adrian's words. In that instant, Isaac became distraught, tears flooding his eyes. "What's wrong?" Adrian asked, concerned about lacing his voice. Isaac inhaled deeply, his chest trembling with emotion. "Just reminds me of my sister who is lost," he said through an agonizing voice. The words seemed to echo, a sad remembrance of the deep scars that Isaac had within himself.

Well, it's not like I started it. “Ahhh!! What is wrong with me today!” I shouted, jumping onto my bed and flopping down like a little kid having a tantrum. I knew the answer: it was the disgusting sight that fool had forced my beautiful eyes to see. Now I had to sit and eat in front of that man, how did he even do it with that girl, that's probably why she was crying. I guess it must have hurt, which felt truly sickening. The fact that he was the only one who could technically ask for a divorce was so annoying. Maybe I should ask him. Who knows, he might agree to it. —