Smile While Crying Novels & Stories

I took a deep breath and faced him but I couldn’t speak. He’s looking at me smiling like a lunatic and I don’t know why. I hit him in the arm and he just laughed at me. Why is he so mean? Here I am crying in front of him but he’s just grinning like a dog who got treats right there. “Why are you smiling like a lunatic?” I asked as I raised my brow. He continued chuckling and said, “It’s just that, you look… unpretty when crying.”

When she's deep in thought, she would hold her chin and squint like those mad scientists you see on TV. When she's making fun of you, she'll twist her lips. When she feels uncomfortable, she'll smile with tears glistening in her eyes. And when she feels sad, she will open her mouth and give you the most exaggerated smiles she could muster before running off to her room." He took a sip from his tea and continued, "She likes to cry a lot too. In fact, she'll cry even in the smallest of things, but she'll do her best to hide herself while she was doing so. She doesn't want others to see through her weaknesses, so she'll keep a smile on her face before she disappears right in front of you."

"Enough." He scrolled through the comments, searching for a negative one, but after 57 seconds, he found none. He looked back at Rosie, concerned. "Will you talk to me now?" Rosie wiped her tears, shaking her head, and a radiant smile slowly spread across her face. "I'm fine." "Then why are you crying?" He interrogated. "Isn't that a tear on your face?" Rosie's smile brightened. "Because I'm happy," she said simply. "These are tears of joy. You know, sometimes when you're too happy, a smile or even laughter isn't enough to convey your happiness."

09 | M I C H E L L E ' S T R A U M A *** A smile is one of the millions of things in this world that is mysterious. A smile is a symbol of happiness, and at the same time, it can also be a symbol of covering up sadness. People smile because they feel happy, but that smile can also look torturous. A perfect contradiction. It was this kind of smile that was now clearly visible on Michelle's lips seeing the calm face of her sister who was sleeping beside her. The chin is firm with a few fine hairs around it, the nose is sharp and seems very adonis. His regular breathing gives off a calm atmosphere.

“Not just talking. You were smiling.” I paused for half a second. Damn Marcus and his semi functioning memory. Tariq dropped his fork like it was breaking news. “Smiling? Like actually smiling? Not the polite one or the fake public one, but the real kind?” “I smile all the time,” I muttered. “False,” Rafeal said. “You smirk, you glower, you look vaguely constipated sometimes, but smiling? That’s rare, my guy.” Tariq barked a laugh. “So who was she?”

I’ve been so stupid. “For someone so strong, you sure like to cry a lot.” It’s a smile with humor, that shines back in his eyes, and those dimples make a worthy appearance, melting me a little more. It makes me snort a small chuckle through my tears and I wipe my nose on the back of my hand, lightening my mood with a smile.

''Yeah very,’’ I replied and smiled even, more widely. How could I have forgotten my biggest insecurity, my biggest shame. I just smiled widely meaning all my teeth were visible including the two extra ones. I looked down quickly as I masked my face and tried to rectify my error. ''Are you sure you are, okay?’’ she asked again keenly. ''Yeah, sure, very,’’ I replied again smiling before I noticed that I wasn’t fooling her. ''I see you smiling, widely, but you are not okay,’’ she commented keenly.

Then I begin to sing the words, my voice shaky at first but growing stronger with each note. Lily’s crying gradually quiets, her big eyes focusing on the screen as if she recognizes the song. She blinks, her tears slowing, and then, as if by some miracle, a tiny smile spreads across her face. It’s a smile that lights up her entire being, and she giggles—a sound so pure and innocent that it almost brings tears to my eyes. “That’s it, sweetheart,” I murmur. “Daddy’s here. Don’t cry.”

He asked with a smile along with puffy eyes. "RAYBRO IS HURT" She cried. "One thing that can make his pain go away."He smiled as he walked closer to her. "CELINE WILL DO ANYTHING!."She yelled, wiping her tears. Raymond chuckled despite the unbearable pain in his body. "Smile" He smiled painfully as she smiled and hugged him as he groaned in pain. "I know you are hurt.." She whispered. "My Celine is talking in a low voice,"He joked. She pulled away yelled,

And one by one, they escape quietly, just like the tears that have been stuck in my eyes. This intense emotion is overwhelming me... it’s like a wave of fear and joy that I can’t even put into words. I don’t know how I can cry and smile at the same time, but yet, my face is wet from my watery eyes, and there’s a silly smile on my lips, a laugh that breaks out, and I don’t know if it’s because I’m happy or nervous, and maybe it’s both. I don’t know how to react. Is there even a right way to respond to this?