Saddest Stories To Make You Cry Novels & Stories

she was crying like she just lost her children now yet it have been twenty six years but the pain of how they were buried made it feel like it just happened. Now in our cultures they say men don’t cry but the king could not hold his tears anymore, he cried for the children he lost in the hands of his mother, he cried for the years he lost with Zasembo and he cried for the years he lost while he was made into a zombie by his mother. The former king looked at this woman he called a wife laughing at the pain and tears of their son and that turned his hear into stone.

The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes. The movie ended in two hours , nafisa and fawaz were already sleeping. Khadija sigh before joining them. They woke up around four in the evening, prayed and they sat talking. "Naffy, it is getting late. Let me get going " Khadija said to nafisa . "Okay"She replied and run off to her room. She got chocolate cake, and chocolate biscuits for fawaz, then Khadija's favorite square veil. The house felt empty, just like her an empty soul when her husband left her. she flipped through the cartoon channel , sighing heavily. She missed her husband.

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

While Erin and I ate at a restaurant, my children told stories about their lives in the province. “You know what, uncle Erin? Mom is always sad, and we don't know how we can make her happy,” said Carrie to Erin, and I was stunned. Erin and I exchanged glances, but I was the first to avoid it. “Why is she sad, darling?” asked Erin, smiling. My daughter was sad that I'm in a state of panic. I did not know they were watching me. “Because of our father? I'm uncertain. I always see her crying,” said Carrie, causing me to look away.

“No! No ! No ! I don’t believe that’s at all, I am not in any way convinced of what you are saying. Who on earth does this which you have just done? ‘Crying like a baby.’ I can’t believe in whatever story you are about to tell me , neither am I sure that there is any story that could convince me on, I am trying to assume the whole thing but, I cannot just seem to figure anything out, How can a matured and mentally stabilized man cries due to a story like this? L

Right now, I'm alone in this world. Tears slid down my eyes, but I didn't make a move to wipe them off. I let them slide down, to pool around my legs. The stares from the patients around didn't faze me. I needed to cry my heart out at the injustice of this world. I just learned that my mother might have been poisoned by a woman she once considered a best friend, so she could get married to my father. And now, more bad news is being dumped on my head. Can the day get any worse? Am I going to receive another bad news that will leave me with a desire to give up?

How ridiculous. On her way home, Chloe found herself walking alongside a middle-aged couple who were in the midst of a heartbreaking moment. Tears streamed down their faces as they held tightly onto their hospital reports, their cries echoing with despair. "This is the fifth time. Our IVF attempts have all failed. What have we done wrong? Is God punishing us?" "Don't cry, my love. Maybe it's time we let go. I can't bear to see you suffer like this. I...I feel heartbroken for you."

Her rosy cheeks are now pale like paper, and her beautiful green eyes are closed. "Sadie, Love." I cried and buried my face in her chest. The sound of her heartbeat is gone, no pulse, nothing at all, only her lifeless body, and it's all my fault. I killed my mate. A sob escaped my lips. I thought I would never cry my lifetime; I thought I was not capable of crying, but now my tears are streaming down my face. I couldn't bear seeing her like this.

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.

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.