Sad Story That Will Make You Cry Novels & Stories

Emphasized and full of seriousness, I said and turned my back on him. He grabbed my hand to stop me but I slapped him hard. "I told you not to touch me because you are disgusting but your face is too thick to do it anyway. If you think I will cry in front of you then you are wrong. I will never waste my tears to someone who is not worth it! That slap is nothing less than the pain you caused me!" I promised and left forever.

“It's all my fault. Everything that happened to you is my fault; I should be the one dead. I'll never be happy, I promise to never be happy.” Tears kept streaming down my face, a quiet, soundless waterfall of sorrow. My body shook slightly, but my mouth was clamped shut, stifling any audible sobs. I cried silently, hiding my pain from the world, as if afraid to let others see the depth of my emotions. Each tear that fell was a testament to the weight I carried, a physical manifestation of the grief, hurt, or frustration that had become too much to bear. My eyes, red-rimmed and puffy, were the only giveaway, a window to the storm raging within.

“Will, you’ve been so strong… but you don’t have to be. It’s okay to feel this. It’s okay to cry.” Suddenly, the facade he’s been holding up crumbles. Tears spill from his eyes, and he presses his hands to his face, letting out a broken sob. “She’s really gone, Kiera. I’ll never see her again.” My heart aches for him, and I move closer, wrapping my arms around him, pulling him into my embrace. “I’m so sorry, Will. I’m so sorry this happened to you. You’re not alone. I’m right here.”

"Let's meet at the courthouse tomorrow for the divorce so you won't change your mind again." Sabrina started shaking as she said through gritted teeth, "Don't worry. I can't wait to get divorced from you! I'll see you tomorrow." After they were gone, I lay back on the bed and slowly began chewing on my apple. Bianca saw that I'd become dispirited and thought that I was feeling sad. She scratched her head and tried, albeit clumsily, to comfort me. "Uh, you can cry if you're feeling sad. That's how it goes in the movies, right? It feels better after you've cried for a while."

My voice cracked, and I finally let the tears fall. "Mommy, don't cry." She stood on tiptoe and gently wiped the blood from the corner of my lips. "You're sick. Didn't the doctor say you shouldn't be sad? You're making me worried." "But I can't help it," I sobbed, trembling. "Because you're gone."

she said on the verge of tears. “Dahlia I'm so sorry,I didn't know that happened to you, I could've helped if only you had told me.” I said feeling guilty. “You wouldn't have help Logan, stop fucking lieing, this is all your fault, it's all your fault.” She replied full on crying now, while I just stood there,I just stood there watching as she cried,I didn't know what to say or how to react but one thing was certain this was all my fault and I needed to fix it.

Eve I couldn't stop crying. A raw grief tore through me, leaving me hollow and broken. The world was unfair—everything was so unfair. No matter how I tried to wipe my face clean, the tears kept falling. It was the kind of crying that came from the soul, the kind you can’t just reason through. The world had wrapped me in disappointment and squeezed. The more I thought about everything, the more I cried.

Xander scrambled to hold her. "I don't want to live!" Sadie lunged toward the wall as if to bash her head in. "If Regina won't have me, then I'll just die with my baby!" "No!" Xander grabbed her, his eyes wild with fear. "Sadie, don't do anything stupid!" He looked back at me, and the disappointment in his eyes was a physical blow. "Regina, why can't you just give her a break? She lost her mate, she's already in so much pain. She's finally moving on, having a child with me..."

They both so excited to see the show. The show was splendid, and the song was beautiful, but same time it sounded sad. The show told the story of a beautiful woman who would rather have died than be separated from the man she loved the most. Calista's heart grieved when she saw the woman kill herself. She could feel her sadness, her pain, and her despair. Tears rolled down her cheeks, as she could no longer hold back her sadness. She wiped her tears and looked around, hoping no one saw her shedding tears. Her heart suddenly beat fast as she looked up at the box on the top floor. She saw Vladimir sitting there alone, staring at her with his sad eyes.

Man, life sucks right now. I walked a little further than I should have. I couldn’t hear Gabe blabbing about silly stories, and I couldn’t hear Andrew’s strong laugh. I didn’t realize how fast I was walking until I stopped. I tripped over my feet, and I fell to the ground. The pain from my stomach overwhelmed me and I threw up. It was a nasty, blue color, which freaked me out. I sat up and wiped my mouth. The smell of puke made me gag and I scattered away from it. When is puke ever blue? I sighed and put my head back against the tree I was behind. I felt better, but the thoughts sill lingered on and on. I put my head in between my knees and let myself sob. I cried for my confusion. I cried f