Showing sad stories for tag "love "

Heartbroken

Madi

21 Apr, 2013 11:22 AM

She lies there staring aimlessly at the roof as silent as the dead night itself, she try's to figure out why he left, she try's to figure out a reason for him not being here she wants to know why, she is listening to her breathing to distract herself from letting that familiar sour salty tasting water drip from her vibrant pale blue eyes, but the memories just get flooding in past her barriers and walls she has built so high over the past year, the memories of the times she spent with the boy she loved, all the walks along the beach, all the times he gave her his jacket when she was cold, all the times he would make her smile. She cant remember the last time she smiled, nobody can, her friends that have become strangers, her parents that have now become intruders in her home. Her... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Love Hurts, Love Story, Lonely, Sad, Sadness, Sad Love, Inlove, Longing, Missing, Memories
Votes: 7
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Georgi

22 Apr, 2013 01:59 PM

To start from the beginning is a understatement. My sad story starts from a young age and continues with me until now. My family always wanted the best for me, so you could say, their rules and restrictions were for my own benefit. I grew up in a religious family and was taught that education was my primary focus in life, So I attended a religious all girls school. I was taught that there were no such things as 'guy' friends, and they only wanted one thing, etc. I was shielded. I had two elder brothers that monitored my every move, even as they attended the all boys school neighboring mine. My short time in the girls school was a breeze, I was focused and determined, but that would all change eventually. Senior school was upon me now, but their was a change, my school would now be integrated as... [Read More]

Tags: True Story, Sad, Love, Family, Memories, Broken Heart, Sadness, Tears
Votes: 7
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I'll Never Let Go

Nithrodal Eveningstar

04 Mar, 2013 02:39 AM

Prompt: The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched-they must be felt with the heart. "Hello." That's how it all started. Hello. He smiled, eyes taking in the sight of the girl in front of him. Messy, curly, brown hair, tan skin, white shirt, denim shorts, brown Asian eyes. She was nothing special. But he memorized the moment. She smiled back, confused at why her heart was beating so fast, "Hello..." She looked down at the ground, too scared to look up at the boy. She took note of his shining blonde hair and gray eyes as she fought the blush threatening to creep to her face. He memorized that too. That's how it started. A meeting of two strangers. Both oblivious to what they started by just saying hello... She laughed brightly, amused at the boy trying his best to make her... [Read More]

Tags: Never Let Go, Love, Long Distance, Sad, Hurt
Votes: 15
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The Lone Wolf

john Daise

08 Apr, 2013 11:18 AM

This is the story of a young man. Whether you learn something from this or not is up to you. Most of the time until high school I like to stay alone why? I do not know but that's just me. Anyway I met new people in high school and eventually became friends with them. Of those friends I gathered there were 2 girls. Sam and Sabrina. Unfortunately for me I became attracted to Sabrina. she was a very weird girl and some things about her I did not understand. So eventually we talked but it turned out even I was too weird for her. See in my school men that was considered weird became an outcast while girls was different. Not only that there was a few things I wasn't used too like friends and other things. So I just wasn't ready for a lot of things. For example... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Lonely, Unloved, Sad, Alone
Votes: 4
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I Remember You

Scarletta

04 Apr, 2013 02:16 AM

I remember you in junior high. You were a year younger than me so of course we didn't socialize, but I liked you. You were dating another geek. You ran track. You played the trumpet. I remember you in high school. The marching band went to a trip to Hollywood, and my friend and I (who weren't really part of it but along for the ride anyway) ran into you and your friends and decided that you all were much more fun than the people that we were stuck with. I remember listening to you play 'Round Midnight. I remember feeling a stirring in the pit of my stomach. I remember you during my Senior Prom. We called it the anti-Prom because we all couldn't afford tickets so we went out, me and my boyfriend, you and your girlfriend, and my friend and her boyfriend, all part of the same... [Read More]

Tags: Lover, Remember, Swinging, Love, Marriage, Sad, Unloved, True Story
Votes: 3
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The abandoned soul

Empty soul

01 Apr, 2013 08:40 AM

My heart aches and I am only a shell of a person. I set the appearance of being calm, cool, and collected, but I feel so lonely inside. I have no one. I am all alone on this earth. My "friends" do not care about me, they only want things from me. When I was young, I used to be so happy and cheerful until my mother began to emotionally torment me. She beat me with wire hangers, extension cords, and wires. Of course, to her she was only " punishing me for misbehaving" but I knew she was only taking out her frustrations. To this day I will not forget the bruises she left me and the pain and torment that she caused me. Always calling me stupid and saying I would not amount to any hiring. Truth is, I forgive her because she is my mother.. A few... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Love, Sorrow, Hatred, Heartbroken, Alone, Empty, A Shell, Unloved, Sad
Votes: 2
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My Life Story

Sarah S

31 Mar, 2013 03:31 AM

I am 16 years old, in grade 11, and my life is messed up. It all started when I was in grade 7, when I moved back to my home town (where grown up). I was just a kid loving life, with no problems, have great friends, and just amazing life. But in grade 7, I started getting picked on. I started getting called names like fat, ugly, waste of space, etc. I honestly hated the names, I hated my life. I didn't understand why people started acting like that to me. In grade 8, last year in education school and the name calling and bulling is still going on. I never told my mom, or the teacher because I thought the name calling will get worst so I left it to myself. About half way in grade 8, I started getting stressed out, and mad at myself. I started... [Read More]

Tags: Sad, Depression, Boyfriend, Life, Love, Live, Cut, Self-harm, Scars, Memories, Confused, Missing
Votes: 5
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Once Was Love

Jessica

25 Mar, 2013 01:06 AM

When I met him he was my night in shining armor he did everything right he made me proud to call him mine. I thought that what we felt would never change then one day he asked me to marry him, it was a dream coming true. He made me go crazy. He just did everything that I thought no one could ever do for me My life was wonderfully going right after everything I went through. I knew he was mine he was the one I wanted to spend my life with. But then it all changed. we were taking about having kids and being the happy family getting our own place and living a great life. Then he just started changing. It all came from him. He didn't wanted a family and all. He wanted to do was play the game. I didn't understand. I thought everything was... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Hate, Heartbroken, Lost, Hurt, Sad, Unloved
Votes: -2
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Damned by Love

xXLauren LucidityXx

23 Mar, 2013 04:00 AM

I tell this story for times ago, ages past and memories lost. Damned am I, and damned forever. Eternities of endless wandering I must suffer... and all because I, a hopeless girl, and a foolish boy fell in love... I fiddled with my thumbs aimlessly, the crisp October breeze pricking at my arms. My blonde hair was gently blowing in the breeze like golden tendrils of flame, dancing with the setting sun. My smiling eyes were set on one thing, and one thing only... Shawn's front door. My stomach jumped when I witnessed the knob turning, the deep, violet door slowly creaking open. Gradually, in which every second was like an hour, my mouth turned up in a smile from the jitters of his arrival. His silhouette was jet black against the blinding light erupting from his home. The radiant glow from inside was electrifying against the fading sky, flowing... [Read More]

Tags: Sad, Moving Away, Death, Sorrow, Pain, Tears, Separation, Love, Memories
Votes: 5
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Missing Home

Nicole

22 Mar, 2013 12:03 AM

I've always been closest to my grandparents. I was their favorite, you see. When I was younger, I lived with them, they cooked for me, helped me with school- everything. I hardly ever saw my parents or my siblings. My Grandmother was strict. She was the one who made sure I finished my school work and studied. I used to think of her as an annoying teacher who lives with me, watching my every movement. My Grandpa, on the other hand, was a sweetheart. He came to my every need, even slept in the same room with me because I was scared of the dark. He'd pick me up every day from school, asking me whether I was hungry, or thirsty. Every time, every time I'd reply 'No' in a very annoyed voice. I loved them with all my heart, I just didn't think much of my behavior, I never... [Read More]

Tags: Grandparents, Grandmother, Grandfather, Love, Missing, Home, Sad, Tears, Memories
Votes: 1
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