Why Life Is Unfair Novels & Stories

The world has never been fair, no matter in which country. Iris fell silent. She knew that the world had never truly been fair. Many individuals were constrained by circumstances from the moment they were born. Some emerged from impoverished rural areas, needing relentless perseverance to change their fates, while others were born into wealth and luxury, their starting point already an unattainable goal for many. How could this not be seen as unfair? Fairness was absent from the moment of one's birth. Yet, wasn't her initial aspiration to study law rooted in the pursuit of fairness? If not, what was the point of law?

"You can have both, but you’re forced to give up one, as if it's something you must experience in life. It's so unfair!" "There's nothing we can do. Life is unfair," Yvonne said. "Sometimes, we have to face reality." "If we know it's unfair, we should try to change it. If everyone tolerates unfairness, what will the world become?" Rosalie was filled with determination and a rebellious spirit. When everyone else gave up, she would go against the tide and try to change things. "But what can we do?" Yvonne said, looking dejected. "Right now..."

Although, to be honest I still like to envy seeing my friends who wear makeup on their faces with make-up that makes their faces look brighter and prettier. Surely different much the same I'm dull and smelly sweat. Don't be asked how many times the word "God Is Unfair" is ingrained in my heart. My life is really sad. Just hear it, you'll feel sorry for me. But even so, I'm sorry, I don't need pity from all of you. What's it for man? Your pity is useless, it can't change the destiny of my life. So, it's better for you to keep that pity for yourself.

CHARITY (Author's note: Though, these are my character's thoughts, the first few paragraphs stem from my own sentiments about life, unexpected twists and turns and Determinism (a concept that states; what will be will be "QUE SERA SERA") "Life is so unfair" That very statement. It has been so overly used that it has lost its meaning and purpose. It has lost the drive that makes us feel the intensity of the statement. Before we get to the point where we voice out that statement,we would have asked ourselves so many questions we got no answer to. Why did it happen? Why did it have to happen to me? And why did it have to happen at this particular time? Why me? Why not someone else? Why did he h

"Find those bastards who did that to you and your brother. I have not known you for a long time but I know you are a good person. Why would anyone do that to you? It's unfair," "Life is unfair," Lillith said and sipped her drink. "It is unfair to us all and there's nothing we can do about it. I have long accepted that life wouldn't treat you as you wish it to treat you. Not for many people, at least. Only a select few are lucky, you know?"

I want to understand reasons why bad things happened to me but I still can’t figure it all out. If I say life is fair, I will be lying…life is very unfair and I don’t have the boldness to say that God is partial. Who are mine to even question however God chose to deal with me. He is all-knowing after all. So I have no right whatsoever to question him. If his plan is for me to become a laughing stuff or a mere mockery in the eyes of other people…so be it.

her expression is clear this time, she’s serious. “What if that reason will destroy you?” I continued. “Are you on drugs? You’re not making any sense here Stella Louise Ocampo.” She mentioned my whole name! “That’s unfair, you always mention my name whenever you’re out of words!” “Life is fair.” she insisted. “It is not!” I exclaimed. “Life is fair because it is unfair to everybody.” Here we go again, to her philosophy in life. I am still wondering why she took medicine course when see can obviously be a counselor or a teacher, she’s full of wisdom!

What we do while we are alive; who we are; our truth, that is all we have and all we can control. We, the less privileged, are the ones to work towards a better life. We have the power to change our fate; to seek solutions that pull us out of our deathly situations. If we keep telling that life is unfair but do nothing serious about it, then life will forever continue to remain unfair! I have been given a doomed fate, an unfair life; to die by the hands of a lover. To avoid that, I will live the right life as Queen of Alkhemi and as November Starkey. And I, Faye Donovan, will not die a second time!

be every morning during my first fifteen years of being in the camp. Well I guess, life just has a way of sucking the hell out of us, it doesn't care if you are rich, poor, an orphan, or not, it just fuck the hell out of you. It was at that point, it dawned on me that I was crying. I looked back at him and shook my head, this wasn't the life I wanted but his grandfather due to selfish reasons turned my life into hell. Well, it serves him right, concerning the bright future of many girls his grandfather has truncated. "Hasn't life also fucked the hell out of his grandfather?", I asked. "Why is life fair to the wicked and unfair to the innocents, I am damn sure that his grandfather has

The normal me would have not but then I just felt I should. Don Dada was totally expressionless and I wondered what was going on in his mind. "Don't feel bad!" I suddenly yelled. "You were definitely trying to avenge me so you did not mean any harm, that's totally understandable." "Don't live this version of you, Claire. Life is never fair. Stop trying to understand other people and only think about yourself, just you!" Why was he reacting this way? "Then I would be making life unfair, too. Life has never been fair to me and I will never beg it to be, rather, i will make life fair for myself." I affirmed.