When Life Suck Novels & Stories

"Why!?? Why are you always snatching everything from me? Am I that bad? I know I am a monster but circumstances make me like that!! Why always me? Why I have to go to through the emotional pains always? I have just left alone my daughter, my son, and the woman I have ever loved! All the years I was living with a hope to be with my love. But when I found them, they rejected me. Now, you tell me for whose sake I should live!!," Anirudh said with too much hurt in his voice. A lone tear escaped from his eyes. After so many years he has cried. He is sitting in front of God like a motionless person.

Fuck it! My life was shit! It has always been shit! I always found a way to do things I wasn’t supposed to do at a certain age. It was all just infuriating and annoying. Once again, I was unemployed and useless to the world. Maybe I was cursed by my village people back home in Nigeria. They probably saw how brightly I shone and then they were trying to make sure I never shine like that. Whatever it was, it was disgusting and annoying. I hated my life.

When life was shitty it didn’t awaken any guilt as any life was better than a life no one gave a shit about you. But now that overnight Sandra life has some weight, it’s making me feel like a thief.

he expressed deeply and Sophie took a quickl sorry glance at him before facing her front “I feel the same way anyways, this thing where you feel like you’re drowning in the activities of life. You can’t do shit, you don’t amount to shit and you’re always caught up in circumstances” she added and turned to look at him, he stared back and it was like they both understood each other “Yeah…yeah that’s it. It sucks right?” Dylan quickly agreed and she nodded positively

Bitter sigh! Why the hell I am I so unfortunate? Why is this shit called love so fucking unfair to me? Why does it seem like fate vowed to sentence me to misery? It seems like life has a vow to screw me until I lose my sanity! I was just getting to cloud nine, and my star was just about to shine, but now I have been ripped off my desperately anticipated glee. Life sucks! I snap to the driver poking her face at my door, yanking his hand away from my shoulder.

"Though as entertaining this is, the affairs of the still living are none of my concern. You'll have to speak to my opposite; Life." "So how do I find Life?" I asked, and Death shrugged, twirling his scythe as if it were a baton. "No clue. I deal with matters of death." "...you're of no help, you know that?" "I've upheld my deal, so I think I've helped way more than necessary. I'm just glad I didn't go fishing for your soul. Otherwise, I would've declined." My jaw drops at his comment, and he shrugs, fading away.

Then they frown at me for not being good enough before sending me away with a flea in my ear for wasting their time. So I’ll say it again. F*ck my life. Now, after another fruitless day of job-hunting, I’m starving, exhausted, and holding on tight to my last few coins, just enough for a bus ride back home. Oh, and apparently su*cidal too because the bridge on the other side of the road is looking more and more tempting by the minute. It would be so easy...if I weren't almost certain that with my luck, instead of finally resting in peace, I'd only break my bones or get hospitalised for hypothermia. Which would only mean more expenses when I can’t even afford to buy myself something to eat. Co

“People kinda suck.” She laughs. “Oh, totally. Other than my mom and my aunt Louisa, I've never heard of another grown-up admit that, though…at least, not in front of me. They always act like I'm being dramatic or something, but people really do suck. I mean, look at the world today.” I flick on my turn signal, slowing at a crossroads. “It's definitely not an easy place to live anymore, but you shouldn't be cynical like me. Every once in a while, people can surprise you.”

The lump in my throat grew. “ i have heart failure and i am at the verge of dying , My ex husband cheated on me , my sister betrayed me , and no one cared. I went from house to house, job to job, and now I’m about to enter a fake marriage with a man whose family treats me like trash.” I hugged my legs tighter. “And for what? Just to end up alone in a corner again?” “ Fuck ! i hate my life !” I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood.

Sikandar affirmed. Aarif scoffed, “So what if the world is destroyed? It never existed in the first place.” “It does exist in a fictional sense,” Sikandar countered, “What’s happening may be fictional but our thoughts and feelings are real.” “Do you hear the words coming out of your mouth? How can something be fictional and real?” “I know how you feel.” “No, you don’t.” “You are confused, angry, scared, hopeless. Everything seems pointless now. Nothing looks worth living for anymore.”