Sad Truths Novels & Stories

And though the road ahead would be long and fraught with danger, they faced it with courage and conviction, knowing that their efforts had the power to change lives and bring about a brighter tomorrow. Sarah grappled with the harsh reality of human nature as she bore witness to the depths of depravity to which power-hungry individuals would sink. Each passing week brought with it a grim tally of bodies, a haunting reminder of the toll exacted by greed and violence. The weight of such senseless loss threatened to overwhelm her sanity, leaving her reeling in despair.

she asks. Guilt wraps around my chest and strangles me. I nod. I knew exactly how much both would hate me. but I knew the second Beckett asked me to stay I would say yes. I would cave in and let him talk me out of it. "I'm sorry Sadie, I just think you’re making a big mistake. You are going to hurt a lot of people leaving like this, your uncle, Damon, Jessica, Axel, Anna and his parents. Let alone the man who is hopelessly in love with you. I hope you’re will to live with that guilt for the rest of your life. Because if Beckett never finds someone he loves as much as he loves you, he’ll always blame you." Tia says with a harsh look on her face.

she said, tears beginning to stream down her face. Tiodor sighed, irritated. “Get up, turn around, and leave the damn room,” he thought. “What’s wrong?” he finally asked, unable to stop himself. “In hindsight, my life is crap,” Libia said, her voice hollow. “The only people who ever loved me are dead.” The man sighed again. Few things were more annoying than a woman crying. “Aunt Elena always calls me useless. She makes me bring her coffee every morning, then parades me around to her business partners like I’m some kind of prize. Does she really think I know anything important? My dad used to call me his princess, but now I realize I’m disposable.”

, He screamed her name making her tremble in fear again. Trust me, nobody wants to be sad. We all hate it when we feel weak, lost, and heavy in our hearts. We all want to get out of it desperately. So please don’t tell us “Don’t be sad.” There are times when sadness slaps you like a wind, and there is nothing you can do about it. You try everything, but nothing helps. So please accept that it’s okay to be sad.

Brad pleaded and tears formed in her eyes. "I can't, I'm so weak, heartbroken, bittered and so sad. This is just too much for me to bear, Brad. Why us? Why our friends? Why Drake of all people? He was so kind, sweet, loving, jovial, caring, hard-working, and the list goes on. He was too good to have left the world so soon. Why would anyone take such a cool-headed guy away from the Earth without even letting him enjoy the fruit of his labour, why Brad?" Nicole sobs and Brad was at the brim of tears as he watches his girlfriend weep.

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..."

Badar said “Badar you can’t call yourself horrible just because you felt jealous of John, it’s normal to feel that” Badar shakes his head “I’m not talking about that. Did you know that I used to get nightmares in which I would hear people screaming? I used to think that it was from a memory of the day mom died, well imprisoned. They went away when I met you, but when I thought you had died they returned again. Now I think they are the screams of people whose families I have hurt. I have done so many horrible and unforgiving things that even thou you have returned, the screams still won’t go away” Badar said as a single tear fell from his eye.

She was rocking backwards and forwards, her knees tucked into her chest, and her gaze kept darting over her shoulder at the bodies in the parking lot. “Do you know them? Sadie asked gently. The girl dissolved into sobs. Her friend put her arm around her. “They’re her parents,” the second girl said. Sadie felt overwhelmed with sadness. She couldn’t get her head round what was happening. It was as though the world as she knew it had been flipped on its head, like she was living a nightmare from which she knew she would never wake up. “I’m sorry for your loss,” Sadie said, trying to be sympathetic. “But we can’t stay here. If we leave town we might have a chance.”

"None of this is your fault. You can’t blame yourself. Some things just don’t make sense, and maybe they never will. But you are strong, Sade. You’re going to get through this. And I’ll be right here with you." She clung to him, letting the weight of her grief settle, knowing at least, in this moment, she wasn’t alone. As the car idled on the shoulder, Adamo reached down and took Sade’s hand, his grip firm yet reassuring. Her eyes were glassy, filled with hurt she was trying so hard to suppress. “Listen to me,” he said, his voice steady. “It’s no one’s fault. And it’s definitely not your fault, so you can’t blame yourself.”

Maybe right now, the white lady is crawling onto Sadie, and it’s just clinging there. I take a deep breath and say what’s in my head. “I am not joking when I said that you are amazing. I am sorry. My words are insensitive. I am just glad you’re still here and I don’t want you to do that again. You’re right—the world is cruel. So cruel in fact that you think you shouldn’t be here because they told you so and I hate it. You don’t deserve that, and they don’t understand why you are the way you are. I don’t know you but you are not what the world paints you to be. Besides, no one even knows why they are themselves.” I don’t even know why I am who I am. “But I don’t want you to escape the cruelty