Showing sad stories for tag "Death"

when they were 8 years old

Ashlyn

05 Mar, 2019 04:53 AM

she met him when they were 8 years old. they soon became best friends. they talked nearly everyday. when they were 9 years old they started school together. everyone in the school knew they were friends. when they were 10 years old people started to tease and called them love birds. they didn't like it. when they were 11 years old the girl started to get feelings for him, but she ignored them and thought it was silly. when they were 12 years old the girl told the boy she liked him, but before he could respond she said it was a stupid prank. when they were 13 years old the boy started to get feelings for another girl in his grade, and she had feelings for him too. she was his first girlfriend, but the boy broke up with her shortly after. when they were 14 years old the... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Depressing, Sad, Stupid, Cancer, Suicide
Votes: 101
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the story of me

loving man

11 May, 2018 04:07 PM

hello before I tell you this story let me tell you a few things about myself. my name is scott norman. I am sixteen. I have three dogs. I live alone. I live in a small town in West Virginia. I weigh 150lb I am 5'11ft. I have adhd, odd, add, ocd, bipolar, and depression. now let's begun my story. when I was five I was bullied a lot because I was different. the next year I made my first friend. his name was Nolan sparks. he was the first person to be kind to me. the year I also had high blood pressure. I had quit soccer because I had to wear this heart monitor. me and Nolan split up after third grade. I had heart problem again. in the middle of fourth grade I was tired of being bullied, so I wrote a note threating them. they told... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Depression, Susicide, Alcohism, Bullying
Votes: 24
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Indian Maiden

loving man

07 May, 2018 04:19 PM

There was once a very beautiful Indian maiden, who died suddenly on the day she was to have been married to a handsome young warrior. He was also brave, but his heart was not proof against this loss. From the hour she was buried, there was no more joy or peace for him. He went often to visit the spot where the women had buried her, and sat musing there, when, it was thought by some of his friends, he would have done better to try to amuse himself in the chase, or by diverting his thoughts in the warpath. But war and hunting had both lost their charms for him. His heart was already dead within him. He pushed aside both his war-club and his bow and arrows. He had heard the old people say, that there was a path that led to the land of souls, and he... [Read More]

Tags: Death
Votes: 2
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A Bad Year

Cheri Matsue

19 Mar, 2018 04:19 AM

This all took place in March 2017-March 2018 while I was still 13 until I was almost 15. I was getting kind of worried. My Dad hadn't slept well in weeks and he kept saying he wasn't feeling good. The doctors said it would pass, but it never did. We kept hoping and hoping that he would get better. Every night, I would sit in my room and cry because through all the pain, my dad still always smiled and was strong for my sister and I. But everything had to go downhill. It was the middle of March. We were preparing to enjoy the first day of spring break when all of the sudden, we all get called to the living room. This never happened unless something was wrong so I was really scared. I sat on the armrest of the chair my Dad was sitting in and leaned... [Read More]

Tags: Loss, Grief, Death, Cancer, Pain
Votes: 27
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MIND GAMES

Jesse Boston

01 Mar, 2018 02:54 AM

When someone disappears for a really long time, especially if no one cares that they’ve actually gone, and then they all of a sudden show up again. Most people will make the joke that the person came back from the dead. Well in my case, the case of Jesse Boston, I really did come back from the dead! A few times as a matter of fact. That’s because I returned from a four year coma. During which I remember every horrific thing they had all done to me. The shock to my heart jolting me back to life one to many times. Of course, I knew very little about the actual dying part. But I knew my so called loved ones, and friends were responsible for at least three of my death's. It was all just haze. At least until my memory flashes came to me. It was like getting... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Love, Friendship
Votes: 10
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A story of a broken girl

Jessica

03 Jan, 2018 10:34 PM

It started at a young age when she knew something was wrong with her. It was hard in the beginning the way he looked at her the way he touched her.Everything seemed to fade into black as she tasted the salty tears that fell from her eyes.She was scared at first that first time changed her. It's like living in a dark whole in your mind you don't want to be you anymore you want to hide in the tears that fall from your eyes you want to run but there's never a place to hide. So you sit there and fade into the eyes of the monster as he takes your screams as a invite to invaid your soul. Your cries go unheard your words go unspoken as you lay and watch every hope and dream go out the room. You look in the mirror at this broken girl... [Read More]

Tags: Rape, Hate, Depression, Death, Sad, Self Harm, Blood
Votes: 16
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Voicemails

Abby Perket

08 Dec, 2017 11:47 PM

I smiled down at the small black box sitting on our kitchen counter. I picked it up, cradling it in my hands as I gently opened it, looking down at the shining silver and sparkling diamonds of Sara’s engagement ring. Still gazing down at it, I reached over to grab my phone. Pushing the on button, I scrolled through my apps until I came to my voicemail. I clicked on the 6th recording down and pressed play. I smiled softly as the light, happy sound of Sara’s voice came through the tiny speaker. “Landon…just a second...I’m just...hang on a moment.” There was the sound of a brief scuffle, some shuffling fabric, and a bit of heavy breathing, then Sara’s voice came back. “Sorry about that, I was trying to get my suitcase out of the trunk of the taxi. I just wanted to call you one more time before I’m... [Read More]

Tags: Sad, Death, Memory
Votes: 13
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A dog's life

John L.

30 Nov, 2017 02:51 PM

So I have been asked for more stories and new ones. Before I start this one I have to let you know that unlike the rest of my stories this one won't be a real one. I couldn't think of anything I am comfortable sharing at this point in time. So again *this is a made up story (obviously)* but I still hope you enjoy it. I'm brought into this world, just a tiny little thing, with a few brothers and sisters by my side. They are small too. My mother is kissing me and and my brothers/sisters. A few weeks go by and I get bigger. I am starting to attempt a few steps. I still stumble around because I am so young. A few weeks go by and a family walks in and starts looking at my family. They pick a few of my brothers and sisters and... [Read More]

Tags: Sad, Dog, Family, Love, Death, Pet
Votes: 15
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Sad story about love

Kasandra Gieffels

14 Nov, 2017 12:18 AM

There was once a girl who went though alot her family was not getting along she was depressed she just needed someone there for her she loved to help people she always selfharmed she had so many cuts on her body she tryed to kill her and her friend stopped her. One day she meet this guy she feel in love with him they were both to shy to tell each other one day she texted him and said "I love you" and I wanna be with you and he feels the same way so he asked her out and and she said "of course" they were both happy... After a few weeks... They got in a fight he told her he hated her and never wanted to be with her so they broke up. she said to herself "whatever I'm done with life" she had a gun she almost... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Death
Votes: 12
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You Were Perfect

jasmine

12 Nov, 2017 05:31 AM

“I love you.” “Ple-.” And just like that, my world was taken away from me. I remember it. I remember it all too well. It was our night. His eyes perused my entire being, inspecting me like I was a work of art; not with the lust I found so familiar within my past lovers—my past mistakes—but rather with a burning desire to truly love me with his all. A minute smirk pulled at the corners of his thin lips, barely hinting at what would be the dimple many girls endlessly gawked at. The thought of another female admiringly and hungrily eyeballing him, my man, instigated a slight eruption of jealousy and anger. However, those emotions that I locked in the back of my mind, that I tried to avoid with him, instantly vanished the moment his finger tucked a stray hair behind my ear. Blushing profusely, I looked down... [Read More]

Tags: Heartbroken, Death
Votes: 19
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