Why Life Is Unfair Novels & Stories

The breeze was blowing in my face, giving me a relief that I was fine, but I won't be fine until Mauricio talks to me. "I keep thinking how unfair life is to wonderful people. Look at you, you're such a good-hearted person, I can tell you're the purest-hearted person I've ever met, and yet you're about to marry Mauricio. Life has been very unfair to you, you deserved much better, but you haven't become a bad person or a bad temper, not that I think he is a bad person."

he raises an eyebrow in my direction and sighs at my silence, “you seem to have made your life revolve around CF and forget that there is a world beyond the walls of your room” “I had no choice at birth,” I exclaim with exaggerated annoyance and get up abruptly from the chair, causing it to fall but no matter, “you think it's so easy to go out into the world and put my best face forward! No, you don't, you are in good health, while I remain with stupid cannulas in my nose because my lungs are unable to create more oxygen, day by day I think about death and I come face to face with it when I see myself in the mirror” My nostrils are dilated, my breathing accelerated by rage and tears flood my

I said, trying to make her feel guilty and stop calling me so formally when we are alone. "I'm sorry about that. I just have a lot of things on my mind," she apologized sadly. I tapped on the couch, gesturing for her to sit beside me. "Come and tell me about it. What are your worries?" She took a seat beside me, looking down. "Nothing much. I just have to think about life sometimes." "Do you think life is unfair too? To be honest, I think life is more unfair than anything. Everyone thinks I have it easy because I'm not the princess, but no one knows how long I have suffered and how I relate to other people."

Escape from all the heartache, the pain, the memories. I felt the warm tear trickeling down my cheek, stopping to gleam at the onlookers, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care who saw or what they thought. It just wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that when my happiness was supposed to start at last. When my happy ending was in reach that it got ripped away with so much force. It wasn’t fair that my whole life I had to work my ass off for what I needed and got treated like rubbish by my own mother. It wasn’t fair that when I atlast met my father that he had to die and that I wouldn’t get to know him for who he truly was but only by how other people saw him. It wasn’t fair that I had to fall in love wit

"Who is there?" Theodore asked. "Why are you so weak?" the voice asked again. "Who are you?" Theodore shouted. "Do you think I don't know why you have refused to leave the class? It's because you think it's punishment. Punishment that you couldn't save your parents, that your friends suffered because of you. That isn't true, none of what happened is your fault." "It is." Theodore sobbed. "No it isn't. Everything happened because life is unfair. It has nothing to do with you."

"That is a joke too expensive for me to crack. I'm dead serious. I lost a friend of mine a while back. A really close one at that. " I reply and she draws her hands up to her lips in disbelief. "Oh my gosh babe. I'm so sorry." She says as she moves close and pulls me into a hug. "It's alright. Shit happens. "I reply and pull away from the hug. "Yeah, life can be a bit unfair sometimes "She replies and I nod. "Yep. Very unfair . " I reply.

Real-life is not like a fairytale story; real life is full of thorns, pains, suffering, and struggle, and my life was no fairytale either; it was a brutal and bitter reality that crushed me under the weight of my so-called family's mistakes. I laugh and cry when I remember my family and the life they gave me, which was full of thorns and pins. I was the consequence of their love or their error, which I still don't understand, or maybe I committed a great sin in a previous life that caused me to experience so much misery in this life, or maybe my misfortunes and sufferings were the results of bad karma that I had to expend in this life. When I consider all of my trials, I believe I intended t

Another guy, Samuel, chuckled bitterly, "My parents only think about me studying well, getting a good job, making money, and living a stable life. But these people have already paved the way for their children from an early age. It's unfair." "In fact, there's no such thing as absolute fairness in this world," Heloise played with her phone, not bothering to look up, and said lightly, "But challenging unfairness can be quite exhilarating." At her words, everyone couldn't help but laugh. Indeed, challenging unfairness was quite interesting. Agatha, however, didn't laugh. She frowned and looked at Heloise. "Sis Heloise, with the methods those conglomerates have, it's possible for them to manipu

She covered her eyes with her fingers, trying to hold back the tears which welled up in her eyes, still, some drops found their ways rolling down her eyes which were evident to her father. “I need you to know something, Mila!” He cleared his throat and shifted closer to her while he spoke with his eyes facing towards the landscape. "Life is unpredictable, and surely life is never fair to anyone, do you know why?” He narrowed his eyes down to her with an eyebrow raised. “Tell me” she replied as she wiped her nostrils with the back of her hand and adjusted the thick clothe on her body. “That's because if life is fair to all, then life would be beyond perfect, and the world has never been perfe

The words sounded almost mocking coming from them. “You people love talking about fairness,” Axel said, voice turning colder. “But fairness only exists for those born with power. The rest of us just learn how to survive under it.” A faint scraping sound came from deeper in the ravine. “I’ve spent my whole life watching you decide what’s right and wrong whenever it suited you,” he went on. “One mistake from someone like me, and suddenly my whole life means nothing. But when it’s one of yours? There’s always an excuse. Another meeting. Another second chance.”