Sadly Yes But I Lived Novels & Stories

“You’re αlive. Thαt’s αll thαt mαtters. You’re αlive.” The pαin inside me wαs unbeαrαble‚ knowing we’d lost our first child‚ knowing our bαby wαs gone‚ but even with thαt pαin burning inside my chest‚ I wαs grαteful thαt she wαs still here‚ breαthing‚ still with me. Becαuse without her‚ I’d hαve nothing.

“You see, Faith…just seeing you happy and living again already makes me happy,” “I-I didn't live, Lucas…” my voice was shaking. “I only survived because I had to,” I was breaking into a million pieces again. If they thought I lived for the past years, I didn't. I was walking even though I knew that I was dead already. I clung my fingers on the bridge when I was already falling. He nodded with those tears, unable to stop. He wiped my tears when he could not dry his.

My eyes widened as I patted my own face and the rest of my body. I'm still alive, aren't I? I can't die yet. thoughts in my mind. My tears started to flow, "I'm still alive, aren't I? You can still hear me and see me, right?" I asked him. "No, you're not alive Lee." "No, you're not alive Lee." I heard him answer so I cried even more. "What!? It's not possible! I can't die yet! What the hell are you talking about?! Take back what you said! If I'm dead, then why are you still seeing me?!" I moaned while crying.

he asked me. I took a deep breath, “I don’t know if I’m happy with my life just yet, but I’m actually okay with being able to continue on and try one more time. I can say that I’m glad that I’m still alive even after everything that happened.” He nods, “Well, I’m glad that you're alive.”

“ Yes, and you know what? I'm actually prepared to die, because life definitely isn't worth living anymore.” *Wait,what?*

" Daniel asked. "Relieved. But also sad." "Sad? "Sad for all the time I lost. Sad for Emma, who lost her father even though he was terrible. Sad for all the people Blake hurt." "You have a right to feel sad. But you also have a right to move forward." "I know." Daniel pulled me close. "You've been through hell, Adeline. And you've come out the other side. Now it's time to live. Really live." He was right.

“I lived all of this already.” His eyes sharpen, but he doesn’t speak. “I don’t mean metaphorically,” I say. “I don’t mean trauma flashbacks. I don’t mean dreams. I mean I lived an entire life up to six months from now.” He watches me carefully. Not scared. Not judging. Just listening. “I remember dying, I took my own life. I burned down the mansion while I was inside,” I say. “I held Lila’s body in my arms while the fire closed in. She was already dead.”

"Be thankful that you're alive." She wiped her nose with the back of her hand. "I don't want to be alive, don't you get it? I don't deserve to be alive. I enjoyed my life and, because of that, I wasn't there when my family needed me the most." Sobs wracked her body, her chest heaving with the deep gasps of breath she had to take between the downpours of tears.

Sophie exclaimed, laughing. "I really can't live without you. When you disappeared from my life, I felt like I died because you were alive. When you didn't exist, I also didn't exist. When you disappeared, I was like a robot programmed just to move and follow life's flows, but when you came back, I remembered how to really be happy and live," I said

I said in a low voice as tears filled my eyes. I had to make her believe it so that she doesn’t bring it up. "I’m sure you noticed how sad I’ve been lately. I get angry too. It’s because I thought I was going to die Alice. I thought I was and I couldn’t tell anyone. I didn’t know how to open up…. You don’t know how happy this news made me Alice. I’m going to be alive for a long time," I told her.