Once upon a time, there was a man named Rick who had just graduated college and was trying to find love. He was a virgin at 25, didn't have many friends, and rented a house out in Northern New Jersey. He was facing depression from being new in the area, not having a girlfriend or sex life, and his mother had recently passed. Everyday he would sit at home and work all day on his laptop trying to manage an at home wedding planning business. One day when he was off, he decided to get himself some company. He went to the local shelter to see if they had any pets that fit his criteria and needs. They had only one mid sized, friendly, in good health dog left. He was a collie and his name was Samson. Samson was everything Rick had ever wanted. He was accepting, cuddly, and... [Read More]
Tags: Death, Sad, Dog, Betrayed, Unloved, AnimalIt started when I was in senior high. My class consisted only 16 students. I was an introverted, shy girl. Nobody talked to me as I never gave them a chance to get close to me. I was never interested in any kind of relationship. Whenever it gets to a group work, nobody wants me. All I do was to wait if a group lacks member. Even when my classmate made fun of me, I kept quiet. I once told myself that I should no longer be an introverted girl, yet I don't know why I can't. One day, a new boy called Jack entered my class. He was fat ass, dorky. I believed he would be no different from me. However, he was actually outgoing, nice and smart boy. He was kind to everyone. He praises everybody, even me. He said, "Woah! I'm sitting next to a genius girl!"... [Read More]
Tags: Jealousy, Friendship, Sad, Love, Tragedy, Unloved, Heartbroken, Death, Tears"Oh, Lena. I don't know how you do it. You're so strong all the time. I am not sure how you keep it together. Thank you so much for listening to me. It means the world to me." I'm the kind of girl that lives to make other people feel better about themselves, to help them see the light at the end of the tunnel. I am the kind of girl that you will see jumping around singing at the top of my lungs during worship. I am the kind of girl that puts on a show. It started back in 6th grade. I'm 16 now, but December 4th, 2008, still haunts me. I was the nerdy, quiet girl. I was in band and it was the night of our very first concert. During 8th period we received a note saying the concert was now canceled due to "unforeseen circumstances."... [Read More]
Tags: Death, Self Harm, Hurt, Tears, Recovery, Sad, Depressed, FrustrationHi, I'm Catherine and my story is about my ex and friend. So two years ago, I was new at a public middle school and I was going into 7th grade. This was the happiest year of my life so far even though I'm currently a freshman in high school right now. But that's not what this is about. So I met my first love and his name was Simon. I had the happiest times with him and he smashed my heart into millions of pieces when he dumped me. It took me a while but I got over him even though he is currently my best friend. A few months after my breakup with him, I met his friend, John, who was very sweet but a bit of a loose cannon and socially awkward to a lot of people. I kind of thought I liked John since he wasn't... [Read More]
Tags: Suicide, True Story, Friend, Agony, Missing, Memories, Sad, DeathWell how is it that some people get lucky in their love and life ? I always had this question which could never be answered by many of them, some tried answering but I was never satisfied with it. How do I start the story? well I came across a girl name PIYA who was born and brought up as a boarder from her nursery days till she was done with her schooling, a girl who is quit a tom boy cause she was grown up with guys around her, a kid who always took a car over a doll, joyful kid you could say. As a kid PIYA always missed her mom and always wanted to live with her, Piya always wanted to live like any other family did but Piya said her life had planned something else for her, she has a brother who is 10 years younger... [Read More]
Tags: True Story, Lost, Family, Unloved, Sad, Death, Love, Sadness, LifeI used to have a best friend. He was with me through thick and thin, through everything. His name was Seth. He was 19, and very kind to me. When I cried, he would comfort me. When I screamed, he'd fight away all my fears. We met in 3rd grade, and we instantly became good friends. It was in 3rd grade, October 15th and I was outside,playing in my mother's garden. She had died 6 weeks after my birth,and I was yearly allowed to be in her garden. I would chase butterflies, plant flowers, or just sit on the grass and read stories to my mother. I imagined her ghost lived in the garden. But,one day, I decided to be careless and climbed a tree. My father has always been fond of my mother's big oak tree, which has been around for 14 years. I knew it wasn't wise to... [Read More]
Tags: Sadness, Heartbreak, Tears, Anger, Illness, Love, Death, SadEach of these was too short to submit by itself, so here are the three as one story. Besides being written by the same person, they are not related to each other. They were meant to be read as individual pieces of writing, each telling a small piece of my life. I have more written, and I will upload them soon. I call them, all together, "Reflections" Thanks for reading! PRETEND And so I left. After all the tears, after all the hours spent pouring out my life, it was over. We said goodbye lightly and quickly, all pretending not to understand. After each quick goodbye, though they smiled, their eyes told a different story. They knew, as I did, what this was. Goodbye - for good. I was going. And I knew what would happen. Like everyone else, I would be talked about for a while and remembered for... [Read More]
Tags: Moving, Leaving Friends, Crying, Loss, Depression, Grief, Death, Suicide"--so perfect! The kiss accompanied by the fireworks, it was so beautiful and--" "I know, now can you please shut up? Someone's trying to study here," "Fine. I'm going out, do you need anything?" "No," Anne sighed as soon as her roommate left their room. Then suddenly, she broke, tears were streaming down her face and she couldn't stop them. "Why? Why?" She was there that night. She was there when they sealed their fates with a kiss. Normally, she wouldn't believe superstitious such as 'the person you shared a kiss with during THAT night will be the person you'll spend eternity with' but that happened to her parents and her other relatives. It was childish to say 'she was supposed to be the one holding hands with Zeke, she should have been the one who shared that kiss with Zeke' she should have been Zeke's best friend, scratch that,... [Read More]
Tags: Sad, Lost, Life, Death, Tears, Kiss, Sick, Love, Unloved, Unspoken Love, Cancer, CryNothing is worse than the loss of a friend. David was a sweeter boy than anyone would ever understand. From my light of my first love to the depths of heart break he was there for me, lifting me up and keeping me in check. His friendship lifted me when the depths of sadness chilled my heart, weighing it down in the most painful ways. I loved David with a love unconventional. I was 15 when I understood it and he was already in college. I didn't lust for him; I loved him more deeply than I ever will a significant other, but for different reasons. I loved David for his beautiful smile, his laughter. I loved when he lifted me onto his shoulders at fireworks and took me to the beach in the hot summers. I loved that he held me when I cried and laughed with me when... [Read More]
Tags: Death, True Story, Best Friend, Love, Grief, Sad, Unspoken Love, SadnessI know you remember that cloudy day, on the muddy rivers edge, tangling and twisting our fingers around each others as we laughed, hugging as we rehearsed our true love vows to one another, and after we thought we had memorized them, we kissed and we pledged our promise to each other... ...one voice ...one heart ...one soul ...one life ...forever... slipping the broken halves of our Dime Store bought heart rings onto each others finger. We kissed and as we put our rings together and made one heart, I felt your sweet lips moving along mine, and in slow motion lip-braille, your lips kissed...*I love you* I look at the small tarnished ring I have kept all these years, reglueing the half heart back on, and even if it not fit, I still try to put it on.... trying so hard, pushing the ring as far as it can... [Read More]
Tags: Soulmate, Sad, Love, Promise, Separation, Death, Missing, True Love