Saddest Text Novels & Stories

"No matter how much we try to erase the emotional sadness from our feelings, it's becomes the most painful expression in our heart. It's always by us even if we try to be happy or smile for the day. Sadness always has the first role in our heart from the birth." On the Next day, in the same town, the car driver into the public square. Parking the first half inside a dark passage, the backwards on the open side, both the couples got to work.

"You lost one of the babies." The words hung in the air, enveloping the room in a suffocating silence. Kaylar's world shattered in that moment, her pain transcending words. A gut-wrenching scream tore through her, echoing the depths of her anguish. It was a primal cry, a release of the torment that consumed her. Mia's heart broke as she witnessed Kaylar's devastation. She longed to ease her friend's pain, to offer comfort in the face of such unbearable loss. But the weight of the tragedy was too heavy, too profound for any words or gestures to alleviate.

I can't face him and find more sadness, more disappointment there because of me. I can barely handle things that is happening inside me. I can't. I just ... can't. **** I text Mo. Bryanna : *Sorry. Had to bail. Nasty cramp* It's midnight when the replies come. Mo : *I've been looking for you. Adrian said you're gone.* Mo : *Bummer. Get well soon, girly. Talk to you later* Fuck. Another lie. Another thing to add to "The Things That Will Bring Bryanna Into A Forever Hell" lists.

[Apple] Despair is deeper than sadness--it is the feeling of no longer having hope. As I sob on the cold, hard ground, my body seizes with loss. What will I do without Sylvester? Is this little spark of life all that remains of my mate and our love? Will I end up like my mother, alone with a child, still in love with my mate but unable to be with him, mourning him for the rest of my life until I die of depression?

I stared at it for the longest of time that I almost forgot what to use toothpaste for. Then, he sent the second message, the nerve of him to apologize using text. “Mo, could you please hear me out, I know this was a total mess. I just can't stay without talking to you, please.” That was just it, the exact thing that I needed to break down. The sugar coated almost apology that broke me I to pieces. I started wailing like I just lost someone to the cold hands of death. It was the ugly type of crying. It was the mascara streaked type of cry, the type that one would end up with knee on the floor type of crying.

" I was trying to console my tears but I couldn't because I was lost of words, I was lost of everything. I felt like the poorest person in the world. And a shred of tears was started blowing out of my eyes like the ocean's water. He chuckled a sad smile, A smile that has so much pain in it, "and you thought that you were not good enough when you were the winner of Student of the Year Competition." he whispered. ---------------------------------------------------------+------------ ----------------+------------ happy these days.

That was the first word she could utter and the person that was present with her was her mom when she opened her eyes. "I don't know if I should really be happy or sad mom that I'll be discharged today" Anna replied fiddling with her fingers. "Anna! Why are you saying that? of course you should be happy the doctors and nurses did their very best to keep you alive for us". "But I'm not happy I'm alive mom, deep inside my heart I'm not happy. Why should I be happy when Drake is dead? Drake wasn't meant to die, it's all my fault he's dead and I'm alive. How can I ever be happy knowing I'll never see him again? Tell me mom, how can I survive this loneliness?"

I always will. I cried. Hard. There are no other words to describe it. Fuck all those people who go 'tears stream down my face' or 'my heart broke'. Because even I don't know how I feel. I wish I do. All I could say is Cayden is a big idiot. A big, massive, stupid, idiot. I couldn't stop the tears. I don't intend to. His suicide letter hit me harder than I thought, and weirdly, he didn't even die.

I understood why, but I couldn't help but feel guilty. Taking a deep breath, I made a decision. I would try to reach out to Debbie again, maybe she was in a better mood today. I called her multiple times, hoping she would answer, but she didn't. Disappointed, I sent her a text message instead, hoping she would at least read it. :- HI…BESTIE, I’M SO SORRY She read it but didn't respond :- I’M REALLY CONSIDERING SUICIDE. ·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·.

(sad emoji) I quickly responded. Me: Will you follow me if I say yes? Josh Rain: Yes. Me: Yes (smiley emoji) Josh Rain: Okay then (sad emoji) Me: Why sad? Josh Rain: You don't want me close to you. Me: Even if you're close, we still don't see each other because we're busy with school. It's better if you stay in your condo, so it won't be a hassle for you. Josh Rain: I have an idea (winking face emoji)