Saddest Truth About Life Novels & Stories

He was begging the doctors but what could they do? Afterall what is life? We must cherish every moment we live. But what was life? A happy truth? No, it was a beautiful lie. Death was the painful truth that you had to accept no matter whatever you go through... Live a rich life or a poor, we all die the same death, right? and those cries? Are they true? Do they cry really from deep their heart? Are those caring all real? And those praising that they give you, do they really praise you from deep within your heart? No. They don't. they just put up a fake mask. They try to be nice to you just for their own benefit. The only people on this world who are actually proud of you are you parents. Wha

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.

People that love us, without wanting anything in return. We all need people that are with us, when we are alone-when the sun sets giving way to darkness to conquer. When all hope is lost, we all need someone to grab our hand and bring us out of that pit of hopelessness. ...As long as those people are with us, darkness can't conquer. I don't know what happens when the light in our life goes away. For now, I don't want to live in the fear of losing the loved one's. In the end, my Philosophy of Life has always been 'LIFE OF LIES' and the sweetest Lie we can tell ourselves is "EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE". I would like to continue doing that until it becomes the truth '

(Favourite KAJ quotes) Always expect nothing or the worst from people so you wouldn't be in a shocked state when you get disappointed at anytime. The few people I've let this known to pointed out that it seems way too harsh, mostly Veronica and Mageret. And ever since, I stopped telling people but remind myself all the time because to me it's not harsh cause it's the hard damned truth. The truth is that, people fail to handle the truth all the time. That's why there are lots of heartbreaks here and there, broken/failed marriages coupled along with homicide and suicide. P.S: My friends never quit reminding me how much of a weirdo I and my thoughts are.

Each day I feel more and more alone in life. Dreaming is better than reality. Every day that opens up to me I am lazy to everyone. Lazy to get up, eat, to everyone. This is how it feels when you lose a loved one. You are inactive in everything as well as living laziness as well. But, sometimes we just have to accept in life that there is a departure and there is also a return. Some will make us happy and some will make us very sad. Some people come into our lives to leave a lesson. That's a reality we have to face right now.

All I ever wanted was the space to exist without being compared, measured, or quietly erased. But life doesn’t care what you want. Life is cruel in small, careful ways. It takes what you love and places it just out of reach, then asks you to smile and pretend you’re fine with it. And maybe the worst part is realizing that seeing the truth doesn’t make it hurt less. It just makes it impossible to lie to myself anymore. Maribel and I are two different people, even though we came from the same single fertilized egg.

Death was never a fun equation, it glued me today for I have lived enough to know that I am far from being a normal restaurant owner who enjoys luxuries and women. I am a mere delusional sleepless teen boy wandering in the body of an adult seeking solace from one point to another. If I must see my story end in this barn, then it might be a welcoming change in the book of my destiny or so I concurred in my mind. "Denial of the truth is the biggest setback in life," I said, sitting upright and piercing my gaze into that of a kidnapper lady.

"Can you live-bearing this pain forever?" "All of them will hurt you over and over again." "There will be no one to care for you or love you." "Everyone hates u". "There's no one who would believe you." "Your life is nothing but a pathetic mistake." "This is all your mistake...You are a mistake...No one wants you...Even if you die no one will cry for you...All will be celebrating your death..." "No stop....stop please...don't....please." "It's the truth Siya...Even if you die today, do you think anyone will mourn your death?"

“Do you know what hurts most?” I shook my head. “The betrayal of your loved one, the one whom you trust if that person stabs you in the back, was worse than death. A dead person had a place in the afterlife, but a living corpse had nowhere to go. They get stuck in this world, which made it hard to survive among the living.” She laughed and sat on the bed. She wiped her tears with her bare hand and looked at me, smiling.

I said softly. He sighed. "You're right. I wasn't going to tell you. My life isn't pretty, cupcake. It's fucked up and awful. You don't need to carry that shit. You don't need to know the worst the world has to offer." I snorted. "I've already seen the worst. And lived through it."