Sentence With Anger Novels & Stories

His words were firm and absolute. Huminga ako ng malalim at hinarap siya. His eyes are in flame, as well as mine. Galit na galit ko siyang tiningnan, hindi na kaya pang itago ang poot na nararamdaman. Tutal papatayin na rin naman niya ako ay susumbatan ko na siya. The anger is too much for me to take, it's giving me excruciating pain, it's almost killing me.

Kitang-kita sa mukha niya ang pagkabigla na humalo agad sa matinding galit at pagkasuklam. Hindi ko maipaliwanag ang halo-halong damdaming dumaloy sa buong katawan ko sa sandaling magtama ang aming mga mata.I could feel the intense anger, resentment, and hatred I’d bottled up for so long surging through me. Gusto kong sumigaw, gusto kong sumbatan siya, gusto kong ipaalala sa kanya ang lahat ng sakit na idinulot niya sa akin at sa aming pamilya.

I had to make her back out herself—fast—so I sharpened my tone and made things up just to scare her off. “You have no idea what you’re getting into. You’re putting yourself into Danger. I have serious anger issues—rage that flares up instantly and hard to control. Kapag nagalit ako, anything within reach gets broken… and sometimes people do too. I’m impatient, harsh, and I won’t treat you gently or kindly.” I stared straight into her eyes, voice dropping lower and heavier: “Others tried staying close before—lahat sila nagsisi at umalis nang luhaan. If you’re smart, you’ll walk away right now while you still can. There is nothing here for you, and definitely nothing good will come from forcin

His eyes were so filled with spite, anger, and resentment, that it almost brought me to my knees. I felt anger through Armando Teng’s eyes, and if looks could kill, I would have been dead.

Hanggang sa hindi ko na mapigilan ang pagbagsak ng aking luha. “Why are you so angry…?” I whispered. He froze. For a moment, he looked like he was struggling with something inside him. Then he ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. “Because every time I think about what he did to you…” his voice dropped even lower, rougher, “I want to break his hands so he can never touch you again.” My breath caught. I wasn’t expecting that. Not from him. Not this level of anger. It was protective. And somehow… that made my eyes sting again.

Mabilis akong ginapangan ng kaba nang hinablot mula sa 'kin ni Sin 'yong shotgun, ni hindi ko rin napansin na lumapit na s'ya sa 'kin. With scorching anger evident on his hazel brown eyes, he pointed it on me. Ang daliri n'ya ay nakahawak sa gatilyo at handa na 'yong hilahin para iputok. "Sorry." His jaws were clenched and his face were red out of so much anger. Humalakhak s'ya kahit wala naman nakakatawa.

I stand still, my heart thumping in my chest, the prick of tears behind my eyes. He froze, standing in the middle of the path. Ang kanyang mga mata ay may mga luhang namumuo, pero hindi ko binigyang-pinansin ang mga iyon. Wala akong pakialam sa pagdadrama, at lalong ayokong tignan ang kanyang mga matang nagsusumamo at baka bumigay ako. Baka mabola niya na naman ako. I don’t want to look into his eyes, and instead focused on my anger. The rage gripped my throat. It rose, swelled, rushed, a boulder flung from a catapult; slammed me, walloped my entire being, flayed me alive.

Siya din naman ang tumitingin ng ganiyan edi siya din ang matatarget. "You'll pay for what you did!" panggagaya ko sa line niya pero mas maganda ang version ng sa akin kasi nakapikit ako habang sinasabi ang linyahan niya. "I don't care! You!!! Don't you ever dare touch your dirty hands to my sister. If not... I'll break you into pieces!" sabi ko at umalis na, sumunod naman si Merien. Malayo-layo na kami doon sa puwesto ng demonyito na 'yon! Kala lang niya ah?

mahinang bulong ko, sinisipa ng marahan ang maliit na batong nakursunudahan ko. Alam ko, masyadong masakit ang mga salitang nasabi ko sa kaniya nung gabing 'yon, pero hindi naman lahat 'yon ay sinasadya kong sabihin. I just can't help myself saying nonsense things when I am raging in anger. Alam ko na hindi ko na mababawi pa ang mga 'yon, pero dapat bang maging ganito ang kapalit no'n?

“Sana hinigpitan ko pa ang pangbubogbog ko sa’yo nang sa ganoon ay hindi ka na naabutan ng araw ngayon!” I clenched my teeth with my anger raging ready to be blown away by my experienced. Malakas kong hinampas ang mesa at buong lakas kong inipon ang tapang bago magsalita. I tried to smile, not the forced smile of a battered wife but the smile of the rage of the victim who is ready to end the bulls*hit of her predator.