Sad Story Make You Cry Novels & Stories

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. —

I can hear their screams and shouts of both agony and rage making me smile in satisfaction. I'm just glad the whole shop was soundproof. “These would be a good addition to my collection,” I informed him absentmindedly while reaching for the bleach on the cabinet below the table. “This would hurt but you'll live,” I mumble as I washed his wounds with bleach. Scream after scream erupted from his mouth while his body convulsed uncontrollably as the pain intensified. “Pl-please ju-just ki…kil…kill me.” He croaked out in a barely audible voice before passing out.

Unconsciously, my eyes filled with tears and sadness swept over me. Haydn’s pov I heard someone crying beside me, a sad and depressing cry that clutched my mind and soul. My mental body floated in an infinite black hole, and kept falling. My consciousness was captivated by the cry, I wanted this person crying beside me to not be so sad, so I struggled to climb out of the vortex, not wanting to be swallowed up. Then I opened my eyes. "Bella," my cold palms brushed up against Bella's face, gently wiping away her tears.

I’ve spent hours weeping despite my best efforts to stop. Just knowing I’m crying over a guy has left me feeling pathetic, and that’s not something I’ve ever felt before and I hate it. It’s like it says in that Lee Marvin song, ‘mud can make you prisoner, and the plains can bake you dry. Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry.’

1490 word(s) Published 292 Name: PAINS; The Tears Of Queen Danika And Anarieveta 2. Sally was crying. Hard, broken sobs that did nothing to alleviate the pain in her heart, that did nothing to solve the problem she was facing. "Please, stop crying, Sally. Tears are not solving our problem. We have to find a way to get out of here, that's what we have to do instead of crying!" Baski repeated again, trying to reach the sobbing girl. She, herself, is close to breaking down. So close.

All grievances turn into sadness and large tears fall down. She curls up and leans against the lamp post beside the swimming pool. She is so sad that she does not want to cry loudly. She puts her hand over her mouth and makes a dull sob.

"I’m bored." Just as I settled, a sharp, dramatic cry sliced through the chatter. Everyone turned toward Sabrina. The birthday girl wiped nonexistent tears with theatrical grace. "What happened, Sabrina? Why are you crying?" Mrs. Davidson practically jumped, panic flashing across her face. Sabrina sniffled while glancing straight at me. Wow. She found her target quickly. "I’m sorry, Mom… I just couldn’t help but feel upset." "Why?" Mr. Davidson—famous for his ruthless business style—stood up, his face paling. "What upset you? This is your day!"

she asked. With my lips pursed, I moved to the window before I cupped my hand over the phone to block out noise. "You should break up with Yoseph. He's not a good guy," I said. Miranda didn't seem to catch what I was saying. She shouted back, "What? Speak up! If it's important, say it fast—I'm about to hit the dance floor with a really hot guy." Speechless, I ended the call. Forget it. There was no point in telling her.

The tears flow uncontrollably, a river of grief that refuses to dry up. As I cry, I hear a knock at the door. It's soft, hesitant, as if the person on the other side is unsure if they should disturb me. I freeze, my heart racing with fear. Who could it be? Adrian, come to gloat over my misery? To smirk and tell me how I'm his prisoner? "Go away!" I yell, my voice hoarse from crying. I just wanted to be alone, maybe even die here. I don't even know how I feel right now... The tears wouldn't stop flowing.

Gina asked, shocked to see her crying obviously and as she scooted closer to Madison, placing one arm over her shoulder, she said again, "Why are you crying? Is something wrong?" Madison laughed through her tears, shaking her head as she waved her hand, “I can’t even explain how I’m feeling Gina. Everything is fine though, it’s just that... I'm just s-so happy, you know? These liquid streaming down my face are tears of joy.” She laughed again. "Awwwww, I understand… Come here.” Gina cooed slightly, patting Madison's back as she helped her wipe her tears away, "Cheer up, okay?"