Sisters Poems That Make You Cry Novels & Stories

She is not the only person in the world going through hardship. When Cristine thought back on how young her sister was when their family suffered tragedy, she felt sorry. When Cristine gave the tiny youngster a hug, she was also in tears. They were both crying and attempting to find comfort in each other's warmth. Cristine's hospital gown was drenched in tears. They lost too much water crying, yet they were able to share their emotions. The little girl continued to cry while still asking, "Sister, why are you crying?" She couldn't understand why this sister was crying when she was crying. The little girl consciously decided not to cry in front of her sister again so that she wouldn't have to

END OF FLASHBACK “I am here to bid my sister — whom I was neither bounded to by law or by blood but by a bond that can never be broken —” A son broke out from her throat as she felt her legs wobble, Tears clouded her vision as her lips quivered, So many words danced at the tip of her distraught mind, almost like a parade on a festival night, there was just a much noise in the silence that engulfed her. FLASH BACK

Cries of laughter fill the room as she gets and fails several attempts to bite the finger, the games and their laughter had been enough then to almost make her forget about her injured leg. But this time, nothing could make her forget her sister’s death, Althea thought forlornly. The sight of her sister’s mutilated corpse had been so seared into her brain that even her dreams gave her no respite from the horrible memory. Neither Kent’s reassuring presence nor his smile could take away the painful reality that her only sister was gone. Suddenly feeling the pain once again rip through her heart, Althea struggled to bite her trembling lips in an effort to prevent the sobs from coming out.

I needed a space where I could breathe and be by myself. After they walked away people started to disperse. I disappeared into the manor and headed for my room. I needed to breathe, I felt like I was drowning. I had just made it through the threshold of my room and closed the door before I started crying. The warm angry tears fell down my face blurring my vision. It hurt that someone so good ended up with someone like my sister. When it could've been me. My whole family had it out for me and I didn't know why. What did I ever do to them?

"You called me sister. Now, what's it going to be? Blood, or tears?" Vivian smiled as red lava flowed from her eyes. "Tears." The three sisters moved in for the kill.

Emaline felt her heart constrict as her sister spoke those words. Her sister, who was in a state of fear and loneliness, was frantically searching for her last remaining family while she slept soundly. Emaline embraced her with a tight hold. In this solitary manner, her sister had the power to assuage the yearning for familial connection. "Sister, I'm sorry. I apologize. I wish I knew. If only she had known. I'm glad I found you. I hope you are not alone.” Tears streamed down the faces of the siblings, their cries echoing through the room.

"Yes." "And tonight four hundred people leaned forward." She walks. "The woman with the anthology. Her sister." She pauses. "Edmund's poems gave her somewhere to put it. The grief. The love that has nowhere to go." She pauses. "That is what happens when you click send." "Yes."

" It's not a crime to ask for something and want to have that thing by all means,I loved you Edward , Why can't you just look at me for once , Why can't you just see me and love me the way you love my sister ,I have tried all I can to get your attention but no you prefer her to me , What does my sister have that I don't have , huh ..Tell me , she's not that beautiful ,Look at me am beautiful ,I could be a suitable Queen to you but No you chose her over me " " You believed that even if I had met you , That I will chose you over your sister , Then you must be dreaming my dear ,I can't settle for anything less " " Anything less you mean that I don't deserve to be your wife " " Not in this life

His love was planning to leave, and if she did, what would be left for him to protect? **** *** A/N// OMO, I am crying...once again Kodaline— Brother has me crying my eyes out while writing a chapter... My sister says I'm stupid...but damn! (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ Somebody hug me, my babies are falling apart!

I sob quickly, unable to stop crying. Looking around in terror, surrounded by that overwhelming silence, I realize that we are completely alone. There isn’t a single soul in the streets, no one I can ask to call an ambulance or help me save my sister. We are completely alone. Watching as more blood pours from my sister’s wound, I can barely press my hands against her neck, not knowing how to help her, realizing that Eva’s life is slipping through my fingers. “You’ll be okay, little sister, I swear. Just… Just wait a little longer. You’ll be okay,” I sob, staring directly at her.