Stitch Sad Novels & Stories

"Much better. Where is Evelyn? Is she alright? She has never liked me, but I don't understand why she attacked me. Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry." She hung her head, her long lashes fluttering as tears started to fall. The moment my name came up, Linda's expression soured. "It's not your fault. That selfish liar just spins tales for drama. Robbery? Ha! Bet it was all a stunt she pulled." Her eyes brimmed with undisguised disgust. Even in death, the sting hit like a fresh wound, nearly buckling my spectral form. It was tragic that she had zero faith in me.

When she hesitated, I added, "Please, Angel. I need to see for myself." She nodded slowly and lifted the sleeve for me. I gritted my teeth when I saw the line of black stitches. "The stitches will come out in a few days. It’s really not a big deal. It doesn’t even hurt anymore," she said, trying to make me feel better.

LEVI’S POV Before You Go by Lewis Capaldi “I fell by the wayside like everyone else. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, but I was just kidding myself. Our every moment, I start to replace. ‘Cause now that they’re gone, all I hear are the words that I needed to say.” I was singing while I was breaking the shell of an egg. I was cooking some sunny-side up egg, fried rice, and hotdog for breakfast.

she again shouted aloud as she walked further towards the field, opening her arms wide, she looked up at the sky and the stars, feeling the breeze all over her body, she felt enveloped in it, yet free "No one's there, no Aliens, no Humans, no one, I have no one in my life, I'm so sad, I'm a sad girl, POOR SAD Girl" her pitch kept bobbing high and low, suddenly she played an imaginary guitar and strummed like a countryside rockstar, "Im a sad girl yeee, ohoooooo, yeah I'm a Poor Sad... sad girl yeaaaaaa, I'm a, am a sad girlllllllllll," she finished her performance to her imaginery audience, "Thankyou, thankyou dear ppls,"

he begs holding her hand and she stopped walking. "Just leave me alone, I want to hide from the surface of the Earth. I can't keep watching all that is going with my family" she sobs. "Please don't say that, you're too young to even think about that. I understand a lot of things has happen but you wishing to vanish from the surface of the Earth won't solve anything. I'm really sorry for the loss of your brother, you're not the only one that is hurting here, my heartaches badly over the death of my best friend and brother. Everyone is hurting, no one wished for this to happen..."

I've probably embarrassed him. I lay down on the couch and curl up as I feel more tears fall down my face. I start crying and hug my arms around myself. I can't even call a friend over, everyone is busy at work. Fuck I'm so dumb. I can't even get comfy on here. Stupid couch. I turn the tv off and walk upstairs to our bedroom so I can just stay there for today and wallow. I climb under the covers and wrap them around my shoulders tightly to replicate Master's arms around me.

she stuttered. It wasn't a lie. She indeed was bleeding and if she didn't find that relieving, she didn't know what would. She was happier than ever to be not pregnant for yet another month. She hadnt received a chance to tell him so far but now that he heard it, she could feel his disappointment in the air.

"Stay here. Stay here with me, Grey." "Stiles, be serious!" I argued, my voice rising. "Your mate is out there! She just caught you! She caught us. Me and you in the most unacceptable situation!" "I know," Stiles whispered, his voice low. He closed his eyes for a second, and I saw him wince. "I can feel it. I can feel the pain in the bond. It’s like a sharp needle in the back of my head. She’s devastated." "Then go!" I pushed against his chest. The fuck is he telling me about his pain with the bond and still standing there for?

I did not want anyone thinking I was losing my mind. “No, sweetheart. I’m not sad. I’m fine,” I whispered. She tilted her head. “Well, okay. I am Stacy. What is your name?” I paused for a second, then answered from the heart. “I’m June.” “June? Like the month June?” she asked, giggling. “Yes, like the month June.” Stacy stepped closer. “You still look really sad even though you don’t want to tell me why. Adults are always sad. I’m sorry. It is going to be fine, okay? If someone looks for your trouble, you come and tell me and I will punch him or her.”

She coughed again,her face scrunched as she held her chest feeling pain pierce through her. “Tears,tears” Malcom mouthed from behind the camera. Scar closed her eyes as she replayed her conversation with Cindy, feeling the pain of the betrayal,tears streamed down her cheeks,as she sobbed. “To anyone I hurt I'm so sorry………I'm suffering now,I just want to die peacefully” The comments tone changed. “Oh poor Lisa ,get well soon” “Lisa you are forgiven” “Life always bend even the strongest” “She has indeed lost her memory,Lisa would never cry on camera,even if it's to save her life”