Tears On Their Own Novels & Stories

a nurse said trying to separate their hand from each other "Let me follow my mum" she cried "Everything would be fine," her dad said and hug her tight They push Mrs Merra into the theater room and closed the door, "Let seat over there, " her dad said and they both take a seat not too far from the theater room "Are you not feeling hungry" "No dad am okay for now " Okay let me take a glass of water over there, pointing at the water dispenser around the corner Alright Dad don't stay long Briana was left alone while her dad went to drink water

she said, and TEARDROPS began wetting her chubby cheeks. "Yes," I said, claiming her lips... End of POV:- … These teardrops were lovely... they were for their happiness... Shaurya shed tears for his mother and siblings... Arjun shed tears for his wife and children. Pashika sobbed for the joy of having her kids in her arms. A mother who was wandering around wept for her lonely child who was all grown up but still a child for her. She missed her son. Tears were precious and should only be shed for those who were important to us... .... Thank you. ShineeSunshine ❤️

I refused to let them show my emotions. The tears I was holding in had come down freely. I closed my eyes and let them come out.

“If no one can, then I will make my own cure.” “Keiynan, stop this. I’m begging you. I can’t take it any longer and I don’t wish to make it longer.” Prince Keiynan stands up and wipe off the tears that is flowing from his eyes through his face. “You are the one who’s being selfish, father! Our people need you; I need you. I can’t do this without you. So please hold tight. I will do anything just to find the cure and bring you back. I promise that.”

I looked at the sky. The tears came the way they come when you've been keeping them in a place that's finally run out of room — not dramatically, just quietly, finding their way down the side of my face and into my hair while the cart kept moving and nobody said anything and I was grateful for both of those things.

No debts, no lingering ties, and nothing to bind them. Noelle blinked hard. When she turned her head again, she happened to catch sight of herself in the window across from her. The corners of her eyes were slightly red, but the tears never fell. She knew she wouldn't cry anymore—no matter who it was for.

With every step I took, fresh tears ran down the lengths of my face. At this point, my eyes hurt. I wondered how much tears are too much. At what point does the tears completely dry up, and we become unable to cry again? If there really was a day like that, I couldn't wait for it. I turned on the lights in my room, and the darkness was instantly consumed. It was just as cold as the living room. Maybe even colder. With just a closet, a bed, and a dressing table.

I leaned back slightly and stared at the sky. The clouds looked angry. Almost like they were holding something back. Just like me. My eyes burned. I tried to blink it away. I tried to force myself not to break. But I was tired. So tired. The first tear slipped before I could stop it. Then another. I looked down quickly, almost embarrassed even though nobody was around. A quiet breath left my lips. Then a broken sound followed. I placed my hands on my knees and lowered my head. I hated this.

Everything was back to how it was previously. Instead of doing anything, Miracle got under her blanket and let her tears wet her pillow. She didn't understand why, but the lady's pain felt like her own, pressing heavily on her heart.

I deactivated my social media accounts except for my Twitter account that became my virtual diary. I am indulging myself with tv series I can watch on Netflix. Some series there has a moral lesson that also made me realize about small things. At times like this, we need to change. “Tears can be teachers if we let them” I saw a phrase on the internet. I instantly took a screenshot of it. This quote is realistic. If we let our tears be our teachers, then it will teach us a lot of lessons in life. Crying doesn’t mean a person is weak. Crying is a way where we need to let go of the pain, sadness, and anger in our hearts. After we cry, everything will be okay.