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

I felt broken, and what I needed was a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on. “You don’t sound like it.” my mother said, her eyes bore into mine and I couldn't hold it again and wept like a child. Mother did not say anything, she held me close to her and stroked my hair as I cried. “It’s going to be okay,” she said, cajoling me as if I were a child. She brought a box of tissues and kept it beside me. I took some and blew my nose feeling better and embarrassed at the same time.

She laughs hysterically, as loud as her voice can get and all I can do is scoff at the sight. A time arrives in ones life when they've gone through so much pain, so much so they grow tired of crying and complaining. It is that time that gives birth to a part of us, a part that feels the need to laugh about everything; but that laughter can only signify the tears we're no longer able to cry. I've become more curious about my wife's story now more than ever, seeing that we share one thing in common. Trauma. "There's not a moment of peace in my life!" She screams out loud and kick her legs into the air.

And I remembered the way she died, alone and broken, because of me. I felt a lump form in my throat, and before I knew it, I was crying. But it wasn't just tears of sadness; it was also tears of laughter. I was laughing at the absurdity of it all, at the cruelty of fate, at the pain that had been inflicted upon me. As I cried and laughed, I felt a strange sense of release. It was as if I had been holding onto all this pain and anger for so long, and finally, I was letting it go.

I laugh as I see a big white cock in the sky. I laugh as I realise I’ve got everything I ever wanted, all right here. I laugh at how bizarre that feels, to have so much after having so little. I laugh until happy tears stream down my face, and it’s a release. A beautiful release. I’ve never cried happy tears before. Plenty of sad ones, but none like these.

Her shoulders were trembling nonstop. "What are you crying for? You’ve got the nerve to cry? You ruined everyone’s lives. What right do you have to cry?" An enraged classmate rushed over, pried her hands away from her face, and screamed at her. However, when she lifted her head, there wasn’t a single tear on her face. Her body trembled violently. Only a faint glimmer of moisture lingered at the corners of her eyes. "Pfft—hahahahahaha…" Her laughter burst out, warped and hysterical.

my voice cracked as the tears that I have been holding in finally rush down from my eyes. My knees finally gave out, I fall into the floor. I can't help but sniff and gasp for air at the same time, remembering what happened that night. My pad were filled of my wailing and Shaun didn't bother to stop me from crying. Maybe he knew, I need to let it out. After minutes of crying like a child, I am laughing the next as I wipe my tears away, "You know what's even funnier?" I said smiling like crazy to him while the tears won't stop flowing.

I am hormonal, not a liar! He looks at me with a blank face. Out of the blue, one corner of his lips tugs upward. He scoffs into a peal of small laughter. Is he crazy? Am I mated to a crazy person, now? His laughter becomes even louder. It only occurs to me that I have been mind-linking all of my thoughts to him. That is why he is laughing! Still, isn't this an exaggerated response to my reaction? The man's eyes are in tears from too much laughter. I know I can be funny, but not this funny.

I could imagine blood staining my hands. I shoved it down, a startled gasp on my lips. Shaking my head as tears pricked my eyes. I hated my body sometimes. If I was sad, I cried. Happy…I cried. Even if I was angry and all I wanted to do was spew curses…all I could do was cry. I walked fast away from the table, but I could hear them laugh. "Why'd you do that? Girl's a real butterface." Another guy chuckled. "But that ass though."

But she did not respond at me, all she did was she laugh and laugh heartily, making her teary eyed already and she’s wiping her teary eyes but still laughing at me. “What?... Why are you laughing like that Sweetie love while I’m asking you a question here?” He is bothered why she’s laughing like that, and it almost made her cry, is she sick? He questioned to himself after seeing her laughing and crying at the same time. “Sorry, sorry love… it’s just that you face is funny earlier and up to now while I’m back with my old self. You really are scared though seeing like me again with my no emotions face. But it’s just a Prank love, I just want to see what will be your reactions if I’m going to p

I shouted and I ran inside my room and left her alone crying with Nanan Salve. I banged the door and locked it because I didn't want any disturbance from them. I want to clear my mind because it is mixing with my heart. The dark thoughts and the heavy heart are now combining to make me laugh while crying. Like what I used to do before. Laugh and then cry, Cry while laughing because of the pain that makes me crazy.