Sad Truths About Life Novels & Stories

“I still need to thank you, or else I wouldn’t even be alive now.” The man furrowed his thick eyebrows and peered at Madeline with interest. “Your reaction is a little special now that you’ve seen yourself.” Madeline understood what the man meant. She looked at him as her eyes lit up. “You said being sad is the most useless thing in the world. I can’t change what has happened, so what can I do aside from accepting it? Plus, I’ll still have hope as long as I’m alive, right?” After she said that, there was a fleeting look of admiration in his eyes.

Still no one ever realized how badly they had trampled on her heart and dignity and the sad thing about it is that they are still not remorseful about their cruel deeds. "I..I don't want to l-live anymore *sob* I am tired....I can't do this anymore *sob* There's nothing l-left in my life. I am trapped*sob* caged *sob* shattered. There's no purpose of my life any more..I can't bear more hatred*sob* I can't take all this insults..*hiccup*...I am tired *sob* I want to die" Her heart wrenching sobs resonated inside the four walls of the room as she cried her heart out.

"You didn't, man. I'm so excited for you and Addie. This is just my shit. Shit I need to get over." "Man, I don't know that I'd ever get over what you've had to live through. I think you need to give yourself more credit than you have. Life sucks, especially when you've had everything you've ever wanted and it gets ripped from your hands." Or from Mandy's belly.

My chest clenched remembering Stefan’s lifeless body amidst the several other dead bodies of our families. My soul shuddered. It was as if my soul itself could not bear the weight of the immense tragedy that unfolded before my eyes. The loss I experienced went beyond just losing my family; it extended to the very essence of who I was as an individual. Gone were the dreams and aspirations that had once fueled my every step, replaced now by an overwhelming sense of despair and hopelessness.

If you spend enough time with anything, you start liking it, even sadness. -Amish Tripathi. |T H I R D P E R S O N| Life is adventurous and only people who hates adventure claims to not like life. They want stability and normalcy in life while it gives you anything but that. You can never be stable with your life when you, yourself are constantly moving. You walk ahead in hope for more and then wish to find everything same and put together behind, just like you left.

"I'm not telling you this because I want your sympathy, but because I want to let you know that getting hurt isn't scary. What's scary is being unable to cope with the trauma." Vivian gazed deeply at Kisa for a while. Suddenly, she retracted her hand. "My situation is different from yours. I was played." "There isn't much of a difference. We both loved the wrong people." Kisa stood up and added, "I may seem fine to you, but you don't know that my organs were damaged by the fire years ago. I almost died, and my baby died. I thought of ending my life, and I also fell into a state of depression. However, now that I've pulled through, I suddenly realized how hilarious I was seeking death and bei

On the contrary, you also have a serious mission in your life. Mary had to build a house for women who had been devastated by their lives thus they are in search of protection. This world isn’t much saver for ladies as it is for men. Predators with evil eyes are watching everywhere. When their own house becomes a source of despair, they must be looking for a feeling lost and frustrated from their lives, hoping only to end up their lives without any pain of death, which means a peaceful suicide.

Like what Caius did, it was my last option when I lost my mother when she jumped off of a 10-story building of a city hall and died. Every eighty-five minutes, someone in the United Kingdom had taken away their own life, but what do you think would happen to those who had left behind? The aftermath of it? Nothing could take away the pain of loss—I was thinking—It was killing me how your mind could make you feel so worthless. I was thinking, what could I’ve had possibly done to help you? So, before you go, was there something I could have said to make your heartbeat better? College life. New life... or not?

It doesn't matter how small or big it could be. Most people would say the most heartbreaking phase is—death—losing people who meant the world to them. As stated before, some would definitely say—poverty: the people who die poor with dreams of becoming rich one day. Some would say—hunger: to die out of starvation as they couldn't afford food to quench. Some would say—breakup: due to reasons, they would not be able to be together the way they wanted it to be. Some would say—betrayal—by putting their trust in people who destroy it into minuscule pieces.

Regrets for time wasted, wishes for things done differently—they all come crashing down. You never realize you live a lifetime in a day until you have no lifetimes left. But I'm one of the unlucky ones: I live a hundred lifetimes in a day for everyone like me who died before someone like Efrem or Deonta'e did anything to save anyone. I'm sorry... please, make it stop. Time loses all meaning as I ride out the storm within me. When I finally come back to myself, I'm slumped against the wall, drenched in sweat and trembling.