Stories That Will Make You Cry Novels & Stories

Then they said. "Bryan son...pls come to your parents, we do not mean to get you angry, nor make you sad". "Please forgive us darling...plea.....seeee..." Bryan just could not stand the tears of his parents cos he knew they must be heart broken, for them to be in such a terrible state of devastation. He then said to himself, " I just can not see my mom and dad in such a condition, nor hear them cry and still be hard towards them..."

“Oh no.” I look back at the screen. The couple are breaking up in the rain. My throat tightens immediately. Ridiculous. It’s a movie. A very predictable movie. But suddenly my eyes burn. No. Absolutely not. I will not cry over fictional people in front of Ronan. Then the woman on screen says something about loving him enough to let him go. And I burst into tears. Everyone freezes. Cillian moves first. “Elena.” “I’m fine,” I say, immediately crying harder.

There was no reason to laugh when everything in my life made me cry either in pain, sadness, self loathing, or regret. I didn’t know laughing could make the stomach hurt so much, or make the eyes water. I found that last part the weirdest. Even laughing; such a positive and happy thing, can end up making you cry! Why is it that tears are always involved in both happiness and sadness? I found that really unreasonable and unfair. There should be no crying in happiness.

The Scream Year of the Lilies Torrid Season The Hut Altsas Mavli MY FACE FEELS TENDER. Like cooked meat especially my right cheek. My right eye is swollen and sore. My mouth is bleeding and I'm sobbing. I sit at the corner I sat yesterday night and early this morning. I rest my forehead on my knees and wrap my hands around my legs. I cry loudly not minding that there are nine other people in the hut. I cry till my throat stings and gets really sore and till my voice breaks.

After that last sentence I paused as I felt my eyes burning. “And you?” I quickly said in effort to change the subject. “Isn’t the debate competition today?” I saw her face rapidly turn bitter. “What wrong?” I asked still with my eyes on her. “You do know you can tell me anything?” She nodded sadly as I noticed a tear sliding down from one of her big bright blue eyes. “It’s my grandfather” she began as more tears ran down her cheeks. “He refused to let me go because of a stupid fight he had with his girlfriend.”

“Eh…strange. Why are my eyes tearing up all of a sudden? My nose hurts and my eyes are all watery. I don't know why I am crying at all. Why's this....Why's this happening to me? Someone, tell me about it." "Even though I don't want to cry, I keep crying. My tears, are overflowing."

sometimes I wondered why I didn't just die with my parents on that cursed day. A lone tear fell down the side of my face. I hated crying...but it's not something I could hold in forever. My mom used to tell me and my brother that... when people cry it doesn't mean they are weak, it only means that they had been strong for a very long time.

I can't even remember. I remember having a crying fit in the bathroom not too long ago, but that was after hearing a sad story on the TV. Once my eyes welled up with tears, I couldn't stop them, and I hurried to the nearest bathroom to let my emotions pour out without anyone seeing. My hand over my mouth so that no one would hear my sobs.

Heavy Rain When I closed the door I immediately approached and hugged her. “What happened? Why are you crying?" I feel sorry for her. “Hey, sis. . . Stop crying, you know that it is bad for you to cry too much and feel sorry for your heart. . .” “B-Brii. . . Were over! He is getting married tomorrow. He hid it from me. The pain hurts, Brianna. . . My heart hurts so much. . . I don't want to live anymore. I don't want this. . .”

she implored and was getting even more miserable since the one she is begging not to leave, left already. She stayed there on the floor, witnessing the sun rises for a new tomorrow. Her tears never left her until the morning comes and her voice started to dry out. She cannot cry anymore after hours of outbursts. Those times she lent for herself to release are enough and it's now time to face the world outside, to face the person who caused her destruction.