Showing sad stories for tag "Death"

Letter to You

Katherine

29 Jan, 2013 05:12 AM

Dear You, Stay, stay, please do. Don't leave me! Don't leave by your own hand. Please don't! That's the worst way to go, going because of you. I just found you, it hasn't even been a month, and you're leaving. Just... Like... That.... You brought me so many smiles, so many tears, so many moments that will only be remembered in memories. I don't care if you think you're ugly, you think you're weird, society's monster, all that bull. I don't care. To me, you're beautiful, completely amazing, the perfect friend. You were my everything. Were....Don't leave! Please, stay. Stay for just a minute, two minutes, forever. Fate is in your hands, don't do it. Please don't! .... Time was so short, so short, too short. I made the most out of our moments, every second. Every word you said, I held on, like a desperate child clinging to mother's... [Read More]

Tags: Sad, Death, Letter, Tragic, Suicide, Gone, Love, Pain
Votes: 4
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In loving memory of dad.

Melissa

27 Jan, 2013 01:42 AM

When I was 14 weeks old, my mom left me. My dad took care of me and he's only one in my family that I've been so close to for so many years until I was 7 years old, he died in boat accident then my aunt decided to adopted me.. I was really depressed for 10 years. I was so heartbroken. I wanted to die so badly, I hurt/cut myself almost everyday. I was in big trouble everyday at school. I refuse to work too hard in school and I had bad grades. I wasn't myself at all because I was in deep depression. My family, friends, and staffs at school was very sick worried about me so they decided to sent me to mental hospital for few days. I wasn't happy at all, I don't like my life today. I wanted to go back to my old life.... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Love, Sad, Depression, Successful, Memories, Father, Sadness
Votes: 5
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The love of a father

Tory

17 Jan, 2013 08:43 PM

She slowly pushed the blade in to her arm and pulled it down her, feeling the sting, feeling the sense of freedom from everything that had been in her head. There was the singular sharp, sweet sting as the blade sliced her skin. Not to deep but deep enough to make herself bleed, she whispered to herself, "It's just one cut. I'll be ok, just no more." She put the blade down and wiped the blood from the cut she had just made. She looked back down at the blade. "I need more," she thought. She picked the blade up and put it to her arm and made one more, and another and another. After she realized what she had done and how full her arm was of cuts. She cried and started wiping the blood from her arm. "Why did I do this to myself." She looked down at... [Read More]

Tags: Abuse, Love, Father, Family, Self Harm, Suicide, Death, Cutting, Depression
Votes: 7
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Start of all Problems

Jerry m

15 Jan, 2013 06:24 PM

It started towards the end of my 5th grade year. My dad worked for the mortuary and was never home. He could be called to work at any moment and I didn't see him much but I was so close to him. He was the best father. He took me places. He has taken me to Wyoming, Utah, Nebraska,and Kansas. He took us to dinner and we would sit and play Xbox all day together. I miss him so much. One night I saw my dad packing up some stuff. I went to his room and asked, " where are you going dad?" He looked at me and replied," I am going to the hospital," at the time me and him weren't exactly getting along. We had been fighting for days because I was bullied in school and hit the kid bullying me. He deserved it but he didn't think... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Loved One, Drugs, Father, Family, Sad, Missing, Memories
Votes: 3
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The Oblivious

Artemis

09 Jan, 2013 06:37 AM

I suppose in my life, I've been pretty lucky. I live in a house, I have dogs and friends and I go to school. Yet, as many people do, I looked for more. I yearned for danger and not the infinity of routine. A boy met me, and I met him. The next 5 years were hectic because we were oblivious to the fact that we were not a compatible couple, or even friends really. We were destructive and abusive in so many ways. We were never even officially a couple, we were people who loved each other but couldn't stand commitment. He fell in love with another woman, I fell in love with another man. We drifted after awhile, though I should have seen love cannot drift so easily, but I was naive. Even though we saw other people, we still loved each other. By coincidence we saw each... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Girl, Boy, Depression, Murder, Drugs, Sad, Homeless, Heartbreak, Love, Hate, Memories
Votes: 15
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my life so far

clay lenderman

03 Jan, 2013 04:38 AM

I was born the third of three children and the only boy. My mother had my sister when she was 18. My mother started leaving at night and staying out until morning according to my father and so they divorced when I was about 2 but they kept trying at it even after that until I was around 5. After they ended it for good we lived at my dads parents home for a while until he had secured him his own home in which we could live in. We lived with our mom while my dad figured out his living situation. While there she married a man named Kenneth. He was stern and sometimes would abuse my mother and myself and my sisters. My oldest sister got into a fight with him one night and moved out to my dads house after Kenneth slapped her across the face. My... [Read More]

Tags: Depression, Death, Suicide, Alone, Sad, Family, Love
Votes: 6
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Friends Versus Girlfriend

Phylburt Fagestorm

30 Dec, 2012 12:26 PM

It was late at night and Isabella called and called Trevor but he does not answer. He just texted her that he was at a friend's. It's been a couple of weeks since Trevor start to become busy with his friends and the fact that he never have time to text or chat Bella made her feel insecure. One night, Bella cried so she texted Trevor, "Are we fighting?" but there's no reply "What did I do to u?" But still no reply.. So She called Him Trevor: Oh Sorry, Babe my phone is in silent Bella: where are you? Trevor: I'm at a friend's Bella: Again?! Trevor: Why? are you mad? Bella: Don't you know what it is now? Trevor: What? what do you mean? Bella: I'll go there, where's that house? Trevor: You can't go in here Babe!! Bella: Why Not?! Trevor: J--Just don't go! Then Trevor ended... [Read More]

Tags: Sadness, Death, Waiting, Sorrow, Alone, Friendship, Depressed, Cry, Tears, Hate, Guilt, Missing, Heartbroken
Votes: 8
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Diary of a growing boy

Nathan Jacobs

26 Dec, 2012 02:09 PM

The only story I'll ever tell will be my own, the way I felt and never could tell..............(this is written right out of my brother journal, my brother always wanted to publish his life story) If only one second I could take back it could have changed my life and I would have changed it a million times over. the day when I realized its to late. I start this story at the age of 10, I didn't want to go to school like always but only for the soul purpose to not get into some sort of trouble with teachers and students alike. My mom couldn't handle me and my step dad only knew to beat me when nothing else he could do would help. My grandparents took me away and said not another day will I live with all my family again. Not realizing what I had just... [Read More]

Tags: Lonley, Confused, Boy, Death, Unloved, Missing, Sad, Suicide, Family
Votes: 3
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Mason and I

Carter Mullins

28 Dec, 2012 10:00 AM

Mason Ledet was the guy everyone loved, dreamed about and I wont lie even I dreamed about him once, or twice. He was the guy who you walked up to just to smile at. We first met in 5th grade we didn't talk much but we were friends none the less. Mason Ledet was my friend and he felt like family to every one he met. Mason talked to me and I talked back. Then one day we went to middle school and we barley saw each other. Middle school was a new start for me trying to get out of my depression. It was time to start fresh then sadly in 8th grade the unspeakable happened. Mason his brother Paul, and his uncle and dad where on the news. At first I was like all right he is on the news so naturally I text him. I pause the... [Read More]

Tags: Death, True Story, Suicide, Sadness, Prayer, Love, Happiness
Votes: 1
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A tragic story of two orphans

Georgina Martin-Gentleman

27 Dec, 2012 12:48 PM

The story begins with an 8 year old boy called Kevin who was part of a strict but loving family of four including, of course, Kevin. His parents whom he loved dearly were called Susan and Adam. They had - much to Kevin's dislike - a six year old daughter called Lilly. Lilly loved her brother and knew deep down Kevin loved her as well. Then on the 5th January 2005 the family decided to go out for a drive and watch the sunset, little did they know that this drive would turn into a blood bath of misery. The family were so happy singing away merrily to the radio, then suddenly another car swerved and crashed into them, then the car started to spin. The children thought it would never stop. Eventually it stopped. Kevin heard his sister crying and crawled his way over to her to see if... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Family, Sad, Brother, Love, Separation
Votes: 14
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