Showing sad stories for tag "love "
Letter to You
Katherine
29 Jan, 2013 05:12 AMDear 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, PainVotes: 4
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REGRET
Kimmy Villora
28 Jan, 2013 03:29 PM10th grade.... As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and I handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. 11th grade........ The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she... [Read More]
Tags: Regret, Sad, Love, Unspoken LoveVotes: 12
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In loving memory of dad.
Melissa
27 Jan, 2013 01:42 AMWhen 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, SadnessVotes: 5
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Beautiful Girl
Rikki
25 Jan, 2013 10:46 PMWhen I was 18 I was sitting on a railroad bridge over this little creek. It was and still is my place to think. I was in a dark place. I had thought about jumping countless times. A middle aged man was walking down the railroad tracks. I was nervous, but wasn't ready to leave. As he got closer he stopped and sat down next to me. He said, "what are you doing up here"? I told him the truth, that I came here to appreciate a little away time. He said, he'd never seen me there before, but this was the very same thing he did. I was still very uneasy about this new person. He was clean shaven, nice cloths, and had a soft presence about him. We made small talk and I finally grew the confidence to ask him why he was there. He said, "How long... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Heartbreak, Cheating, Anniversary, Sad, MemoriesVotes: 15
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I've lost him because of them.
Izzabell Skellington
19 Jan, 2013 03:12 AMHe was the face I saw in the hallway everyday at school on the way to lunch. The face I looked forward to everyday. The face that I didn't know the story of. The face that caused me to hide my blushing face to keep those eyes from seeing the feelings I had. I felt as if he could read me by just looking into my eyes. The first day we spoke was the Monday after school had ended. I had never said a word to him before it. He messaged me on facebook and we began to talk. He ended up asking me out the next day and I said yes because I knew there was a connection between the two of us. He immediately wanted to come over to meet my parents and see me. I told him I wasn't sure that was a good idea because no... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Saddness, Tears, Pain, Family, Breakup, First Love, HeartbreakVotes: 8
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True love
Tory
17 Jan, 2013 08:47 PMShe pulled her sleeve down and looked into the mirror. She asked herself, "Why me, why did he have to choose me?" She walked to her bedroom and laid on her bed silent and still. She pulled her sleeve up again and ran her finger up and down the bloody newly made cuts on her arm. She found her blade, pulled up her shirt, and started cutting her slim stomach from her ribs and down to her waist. Blood poured out of her. Just then her mom came into her room, because she had heard her crying, she walked over to her bleeding daughter asking, "What the hell did you do?!" She replied, "I...I cut myself, be...because I was... Uh raped..." Her mom slapped her until she was out of breath. She walked it of the room with anger in her eyes. She came back into the room with a... [Read More]
Tags: Suicide, Family, Mother, Abuse, Murder, Love, Boyfriend, Rape, SadVotes: 18
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Bittersweet Love
Rikki
21 Jan, 2013 07:08 AMMy name is Rikki. I fell in love at 16 with a beautiful young woman named Alyssa. Here's our story. Some friends of mine decided we were going to meet some girls at the bowling alley. We did because one of my friends had a thing with one of the girls(Alyssa). As we walked up in the night to these three girls.. I fell in love at first site. We spent more time outside of the bowling alley just talking than we did inside bowling. At any chance I had, I would talk to her one on one. The night ends... I later find she is in my chemistry class. For one trimester I would glance from a distance.. the second trimester we became friends. We would tease each other and we started talking outside of school. The third trimester we sat by each other. About this time she was... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Breakup, Sad, Memories, Heartbroken, DepressionVotes: 8
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No trust
Kevin
19 Jan, 2013 12:41 AMI have known my best friends since I can remember. They have always been there for me, good or bad, the so called friends forever. They don't really talk to my boyfriend though, lets call him angel. My best friends are Jenni and Kamli. As I got ready to pack to leave for vacations my friends started blowing up my phone with little cute things: don't go I'm going to miss you, I'm going to go over to your house and kidnap you so you don't leave. I knew that my friends really loved me. The day before I left I hanged out with Angel. He was so sweet to me that day, it was just perfect. He kissed me softly so innocently and calm, no rush. As I got ready to go home, he grabbed me and hugged me really tight and didn't let go and as he did... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Cheated, Unloved, Heartbroken, Breakup, SadVotes: 7
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My guardian angel
Tory
17 Jan, 2013 08:45 PMAs I slowly drag the the blade across my arm the blood flows out of me. "Just one more." I told myself this lie so many times before. "Just one more" I pleaded again and again. "Last one." I lied again, now my arm is blood covered, and cut to the bone. "What now," I ask myself. I throw the blade. "How could you do this to me?!?" I covered my face as I cry crystal tears. The blood keeps flowing. Again I promise myself no more. My arm goes numb from the pain. I run outside into the rain. I fall to my knees. . I let the drops go into the cuts I scream in pain as a puddle of red forms below my arm. The rain keeps falling and stinging the cuts I have made up and down my arm "Why?! Why, did you have to feel... [Read More]
Tags: Guardian Angel, Love, Suicide, Cutting, Self HarmVotes: 10
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The love of a father
Tory
17 Jan, 2013 08:43 PMShe 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, DepressionVotes: 7
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