Why Do I Cry And Laugh At The Same Time Novels & Stories

The small frame, the freckles and similar hair colors…everything. Hayes was stunned to see the development before him and watching the women sob in each other’s arms, he felt a soft throb in his chest. Was it wishful thinking, that maybe just like that, his mother would walk through that door and come to him with a big smile and say she had survived the incident? Would Ethan..he shook his head. There was no way, miracles weren’t that reoccurring. “Why are they crying so much, shouldn’t they be happy to see each other?” The befuddled boy blinked and asked his grandpa who laughed lightly, “Sometimes when you’re overjoyed with so much happiness, you tend to cry as well. It’s called tears of joy

For a moment I just stared at what was inside while my brain tried to process what I was seeing. Then something broke inside me and I started laughing. It started as a small sound in the back of my throat but quickly grew louder and more hysterical while tears streamed down my face. I laughed until my stomach hurt and I couldn't breathe and the tears were flowing so fast I couldn't see, but I couldn't stop. I just kept laughing and crying and staring at the contents of the box while my entire body shook with the force of it.

And then, because the universe apparently has a fucked-up sense of timing, I started laughing. It came out low at first, a wet sound that caught in my throat. Then it grew more breathless, half-sob and half-hysteria. More tears spilled down my cheeks, while this awful, helpless laughter bubbled up out of me. Now this, I thought, wiping at my face with the back of my wrist even as more tears came. This is what you call a joke. Something that’s actually fucking funny.

"Such a sad story you have." "You're lying." "I'm not a liar." She said in all seriousness. I stared at her not knowing if I should laugh or cry. I did both. I broke down in a hysterical laugh tipped with sobs. "Um…I don't know how to comfort you because I don't know why you are crying."

He stopped and gave me the evil eye, "You need to stop joking around. What you are going through is serious and it hurts you to laugh." I said, "I know, but if I don't laugh, I'm going to cry. I hate crying."

The emotions I hadn't felt in what seemed like a lifetime crashed into my soul like a tidal wave. I shot upright in bed, gasping for air as I felt the fierce, vibrant rhythm of my beating heart. Tears spilled down my face before I even realized it. The system sounded alarmed. “Host? Host, what's wrong? Does it hurt? I knew restoring everything at once would have side effects...” “Ha...” A laugh escaped me. Then another. “Hahaha...!” I burst out laughing and crying at the same time. The laughter grew louder and louder, bordering on hysteria in the silence of my apartment.

I looked up at Shayla and saw that she had tears welled in her eyes, and she saw that there were tears in my eyes as well. She immediately burst out laughing. We ended up laughing about the situation. "Why are you crying?" I said, drying my eyes with the back of my hand. "I don't know, I just have them with you now, you know, going back to days at the pack house and now we're here together." "I feel happy, I guess, they are tears of joy." "Same," I said, standing up to put my arms around her. "Oh my goodness. No, I feel like I'm coming in the way of two best friends," Mandy said. "This is crazy, I tell you."

"Hahahaha, what the fuck is going on? Why are you crying like a three years old baby? Did I say something wrong?" "This is just a tears of joy, fucking idiot!"

“Hahaha—” Stephen suddenly laughed in anger. After a few laughs, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard. Smack! Once. Smack! Twice. Tears swirled in his eyes, but he did not seem to feel the pain at all. Adam and his assistant grabbed his hands, shouting, “Calm down!” Stephen’s laughter disappeared. He began to cry softly. Then, the crying grew louder until he was sobbing uncontrollably like a child.

"You are the best thing that happened to my life. You brought out the happiness inside me that no one else could bring it out. You brought out the best version of me that no one else could make me do so. You made me do things that I have never done before, but to you only. Clyone, you made everything in me enchantic. You are the very very very best moment in my life that I will treasure ever. Baby, don't cry with mucus on. It's disgusting." Despite of my face being soaked with my own tears and myself letting out silent sobs, I couldn't help, but laugh after of what you said. You just won't let me cry in peace, will you? You always break the drama with your puns. Geeze. I cannot with you.