Tragedy Stories Novels & Stories

Mom's words hurt me so much but I know she was just saying all that because she's hurt. “Mom, what really happened to my father?" I know he died. But how did he die? I want to know everything. I don't know why I asked her. I just wanted closure. I have lived seventeen years of my life without a father figure. Even without an uncle. My mother made sure I went to a girls-only school just to keep me away from boys. I just want to know why she's so bent on doing all that. “Your father died even before you died. I don't know what other story you want to hear. If you need any other story, go to your father's grave and ask him! Ungrateful child!" She scowled.

It happened five years ago. The Harts and the Rodds were supposed to form a merger. Their two company would work side by side and then become one of the strongest in the country Z. But this alliance could only be formed if the two families were to marry. So the Rodds gave their daughter to the Harts. Fabian was supposed to marry Marrita Rodd. But Marrita had a fatal accident and died in the car crash. But it was a suicide only Jasmine knew of.

“But we haven’t changed much as a basic organism. We’re still hardwired for conflict and adversity, we just don’t face it much these days, thanks to all our modern amenities. We still need someplace to channel those primal urges, that’s what horror is for. I mean, I bet the stories that cavemen told around the fire were all about gruesome fights with cave bears or vengeful spirits and stuff. The ancient Greeks certainly liked a bit of gore, if I think back to my classics lessons.” “That’s what I’m talking about,” said Sam, putting down the bong and blowing out a big cloud of smoke. “The sort of people who think horror is little better than porn, are also the sort of people that think tragedy