Why Life Is Unfair Novels & Stories

But for some reason, even the world is making fun of one’s life. Just why can’t we just live happily? Why do we need to suffer? Why do we have to face such cruel things? Isn’t it unfair? Living that way while others can live happily just because the world gives them a favor? Isn’t it unfair that things are difficult for you to get just because you were born as you are? Isn’t it unfair that things work so differently for everyone? They say that if it was meant to be, things will be. But what if I do not wish for it to be like that? Why can’t I make changes no matter how much I try?

He said brushing his wet hair out of his face. “I understand why my brother didn't tell anyone about why was happening to him earlier, I understand why your mum did it too, it was selfish but they were having a much harder time to. It's unfair to those around them but no body has it hard than themselves. They would have to leave everything behind, who and what they love, the memories they've created, the regrets, all of it. They realized it's best to make use of the time when they're not seen as unable or weak,” my heart hammered in my chest and streaks of hot tears mixed with tears dribbled down my cheek. “Life will always be unfair to us, but it's not enough to keep us away from living, fr

"I know. I know, Alexis. Sorry for losing my cool. It is just hard sometimes, you know. I have lost so much, so many people close to me over these years-" "Like Jordon?" It was as if hearing his name struck something in her, because she nodded, a frown crowned her features, she looked as if she was almost sad. She was still sad and from what I could gauge guilty. It was clear and evident as day that she thought that this was all her fault. She still blamed herself for his death. "Yes. Like Jordon." There was a silence, a silence that was thick enough to run a knife through it. After a moment, she sighed. Her eyes down cast. "God, is it bad that I still miss him, after all these years, I stil

Alice. "Why are you being shy now?" "Because Al was cool!" Discrimination, huh? But I could admire Ria being shy for a day, so I won't complain! "I-I apologize for discomforting you, ma'am!" "I-It's all good, Francis. So how do w-" "*Snap!" "The world has an unfair system, in which the blessed receives the blessings and the pitiful receive pity. We have grown accustomed to such as a species that we simply call it life." -Author's shower thoughts.

Annoyed that nothing seems to be working out, even though I strive so hard—too hard. I stare down at my hands. The ones that used to be soft, beautifully adorned with acrylic nails, and had never had to work a day in my life have now roughened from trying to make ends meet. Oh… God, isn’t life so unfair? Why is life so difficult? My family has always been good and kind. We are not wealthy, but we have always been comfortable and content… and yet, is it my family that has to go through all of this? Why do good people suffer while the bad ones have everything going smoothly?

They can’t keep me for life. A single tear rolls down my cheek and I wipe it off. But more comes and soon I am full out crying. Everything feels so unfair. Why did this have to happen to me? Haven’t I already been through enough? All my life I have been fighting, first for my right to exist in a school of bullies. Then the trial against the man who caused my fathers death and my mother getting sick at the same time. At least there wasn’t any fighting in getting care for mom since I had the money to pay for it. I’m just so tired of everything going the wrong way all the time. How can some people have it so easy while others have to fight every step of the way?

She and our babies are never going to have to be under any kind of stress or worry about being poor and homeless and not having the best kinds of things on earth because they are going to be stinking rich that all that will be at their beck and call. And I know all this good stuff will not equate the presence of a father and husband but at least they get to live a good and fruitful life for the rest of their days. Life is unfair to everyone and that is what my kids will eventually get to realize in future. Life has been unfair to me and that is why I am in this position where I have to hurt the one I care passionately for but I am not going to change my mind…I have given so much to the world

Blair’s pov Life has always been unfair to me, in every area and corner, it has always been really u fair to me. The fact to that as soon as I was overcoming a particular problem, so was another one coming up, right out of the blue. It was starting to get quite tiring and I really wished there was wasn’t I could get it to stop. The hospital’s door got pulled open without knocking, and even without glancing over, I knew who it was.

he said the words as if he knew they were the truth just by looking at me. "I don't think life is fair to anybody," I admitted, tucking my feet under my butt and letting my head rest on the back of the couch, "I just think that some people have it worse than others but no one has it easy. I think that's where Newton's third law would apply; for every action, there is an equal but opposite reaction. Or something along those lines. Whatever decision we make in our lives, that's what influences the outcome."

Laura said while crying. Celine is speechless. She hugged her mother tightly and secretly teared up. “We struggled for seven years. That’s seven years of uncertainty whether or not there would be food on the table. Each day we wake up, We don’t even know if we would be able to eat on time or if we are going to eat three meals a day. I don’t want you and your siblings to experience that ever again. Every day for seven years, it pains me to see you all struggle. You all don’t deserve it.”