Sisters Poems That Make You Cry Novels & Stories

She fought to steady her voice, to speak the name that now echoed in an empty space. "Kara... my sister... she's really gone?" Sobs wracked her body as the weight of the loss settled upon her like an insurmountable burden. From the depths of her soul, a keening cry echoed through the walls, a cry that encompassed all the love, pain, and memories she held for her sister. Ryder's voice was laden with his own anguish, his words tinged with sorrow. "I wish it wasn't true, Luna. I wish I could change it, but I can't. I loved her too... more than words can express."

"I'm so sorry, Gia. I'm sorry for not being there when you and your sister needed us. I'm so sorry, Gia." I couldn't stop crying either. At that moment I realized that was the reason why she cried every night. She's been having nightmares as the day of my sister’s death anniversary is getting closer and closer. "It's all done. It's over. It's happened," I said, which made her cry even more. "I was angry with you, yes," I started talking as she looked at me. "I was angry because I lost my sister. I lost the only person I sympathized with whenever you and Daddy were away." My tears flowed one after the other. "I was angry and I still feel it here," I said and then pointed to my heart. "But I'm

"I won't be the one to come between you two, I don't want to be hated by my sister and especially have that unborn child hate me for breaking its parents up." Daniel separated my hands from my face and cupped my cheeks, lifting my face so I was looking up at him, he wiped my tears with a sigh . "Jennifer, I'm not going to be able to get over you, not anytime soon..." I moved my face from his hands and turned to look at the side, not wanting to meet his gaze. "We should go back home, we are in someone's yard. Daniel, what we feel for each other is nothing but sexual attraction, which we can get from just about anybody, you focus on my sister and raise your new family." I looked up at him one

If only he could take away those unwanted feelings right now and then that sucked her entire being. The five sisters were itching to envelop Alice in their arms, but they waited for their turns. Seeing the heartbreaking reunion between a mother and her children, squeezed their hearts like soft cotton. The pain and the yearning were so deep that they couldn’t help being so emotional too. They never saw Alice act like that and somehow they didn’t exactly know what Alice had been through all these years, but they could feel the excruciating pain in Alice’s reaction. It pained them so much that they couldn’t stop their tears from pouring down their faces like a river. Five years ago, when they c

It’s okay to cry Susan, i would do the same if i were you and I’m not going to try and tell you they didn’t mean whatever happened back there but i want you to leave it all back here, they would realize their mistake sooner or later and don’t ever forget you aren’t just my best friend, you’re my sister, i love you just as much as I love Lily. It’s always been us three, you both are my sisters And don’t think you lost your parents like i said earlier, they would realize their mistake sooner or later

I thought about Anya and the hard-earned wisdom of a nine-year-old who had learned that fear did not mean stop. I thought about the door that worked in both directions. Then I thought about what I actually felt. Not what I was supposed to feel. Not what the restored world and its restored values suggested I should feel. What I actually felt when I read a letter from my sister telling me she had known at eight and carried it for twenty-five years. Grief. Not for myself. For both of us. For two children in a household shaped by a woman who poisoned one and weaponised the other and called it love and produced from those conditions two people who had spent twenty-five years as enemies and were a

“We’re stuck in a damn room that looks more like a dungeon” “There’s no hope for me leaving here anytime soon,” she said, and I could hear the desperate truth in it. “So you’re my only chance. Besides… I need to find my sister. Do you think the Luna sold her, like she did you?” “Right. Your sister. She’s… she’s doing fine. Joyce, right?” Jane crawled forward in her cage, her hands wrapping around the bars, her face a pale moon in the darkness. “You’ve seen Joyce? Is she fine?”, she asked and I could hear the desperate plea for an answer in her voice.

I seriously said. "B-brother, please help me. Get me out of this place. Keep me away, please brother. I'll go crazy if I stay here any longer." she begged me so I hugged her tightly. I couldn't hold back the tears that wanted to come out. Will our suffering never end? First my parents, then me, and now my sister. Why do we need to suffer like this?

"I'm leaving." No one responded. I suddenly remembered many years ago, when our parents were killed in a fire. Riley had held me, her eyes blood-red with grief. With that same gentle voice, she'd comforted me trembling: "You still have your big sisters. As long as we're here, you'll always be our little brother." Liar. For some reason, my nose suddenly stung. I didn't let it show on my face. I'd had four years of practice not letting it show on my face.

"Adrian!! No!! Come back!!! Adrian!!!" I dropped to the floor, crying. For a moment a wave of anger crashed over me and with all my might I hit the floor below me. For a whole ten seconds or so, I had a fight with the floor. Then the feelings of failure and emptiness returned. My sister's dead and the love of my life left me alone. 》》Adrian《《 "Adrian no!" More tears raced down my cheeks as I walked away. "Adrian!! No!!" I started running as my heart cracked and more and more tears raced down my cheeks.