entwined till death to us apart.

Monica yang

03 Jan, 2015 04:34 AM

''last time i knew, god it was bittersweet" we all sat around the campfire, the sky was deep ocean blue,pine trees surrounded the clearing telling all the stories hidden underneath our skin; each telling a story that has never been shared. "it was a thursday afternoon, we met at a cafe, usually busy but that day was very quiet. she sat there watching the streets and she was glowing like an angel, damn she took my breathe away!" he made a choking sound trying to breath and we all laughed at his joke."ahh, her hair was a nice shade of brown, it looked pretty and fluffy at the same time, just wanna snuggle into her hair and sleep." the girls made a cooing sound, cheering and urging our homeroom teacher to continue. " she caught me staring at her, and laughed. i felt my ears went bright red, before i... [Read More]

Tags: Love Story, Love, Family, Relationship, Sad Love Story, Happiness, Nostalgic
Votes: 9
24749 1

Little Brother

Ai Shinamori

31 Dec, 2014 02:16 AM

My dearest little brother. How I loved you so. Those times we spent together causing mischief, playing games, laughing...I cherish them. Why did it have to happen? That one fateful day. We had a fight. Even now, I can still remember it. I had become very busy and couldn't hang out with you like I used to. I was worried about school work too much to pay any attention to you. Mom had just gotten a new job so we were home alone most of the time. I remember sometimes looking out my window to get a view of the front lawn,and there you'd be. Sitting alone in the grass. Waiting for mom and dad to come home from work. It made me sad, seeing you alone all the time. But I had work to do, so I didn't do anything about it. That day, I had just gotten home... [Read More]

Tags: Family, Death, Sadness, Loneliness, Pain, Love, Brother
Votes: 40
32728 13

Ghostly Tale

Silence

25 Dec, 2014 08:43 PM

I am a ghost, a mere soul drifting in-between the dead and alive. A vague memory existent in the hearts and minds of many; however I never obtained the chance, never opened my eyes wide enough to discern how significant my presence once was... An unusual emptiness divulged as doleful faces began to appear at the door. "Please...can you all, take a seat" a weary voice maffled, as individuals gradually began to amble into the sombre Science room. I stood silently, contemplating the countless mournful faces, with an intense sense of bewail. I focused generally on the heartache which had diffused like cancer among the numerous contented faces I formerly knew. The many "contented" faces that formerly knew me... Patiently, our teacher stood amid the room, waiting until every grave face had settled down into their seats before uttering a 'respectful' oration to introduce the lesson. I don't quite recall... [Read More]

Tags: Dead, Deceased, Pills, Overdose, Suicide Note, Grief, Sad, Pain, Hurt, Death, Suicide
Votes: 14
40178 1

Missed opportunity

Jacob R

23 Dec, 2014 09:41 AM

Today is December 23rd 2014, and I have finally broken. November 15th 2014, Science day at a local university. I arrived on my own gathered my things, got my schedule and sat down in the assembly hall, not thinking that today would be the day I met the girl who would haunt my thoughts for the rest of my miserable, lonely life. Opening excersizes were quick, they explained their color coordination system well and I understood where I was supposed to go, I had three classses that day. Each with a different color, you followed the trail with that same color of your class. My first class was a Human Anatomy class, labeled red. So I followed the red path leading to the red building and entered into the class... only it was the wrong class... I didnt realize that the color was actually pink, and in my defense... I... [Read More]

Tags: Regret, Love Loss, Missed Opportunity
Votes: 13
9901 3

Days of darkness

Bourne

19 Dec, 2014 08:53 PM

Well this a real story of my friend Nikita. It is not so much of a story than her life as of yet which is so full of pain and suffering that now she thinks she is never gonna be happy again. She thinks the only solution of her problems is to end her life. So i wanna share her story and would love to have ideas and comments upon it. Hailing from an Indian brahmin family nikita has always been a shy, obidient and a studious kinda girl. She always scored good marks and did what was told to her without any questions. It was 6 years years ago that I first noticed her in my school. She looked very dull and sad as if something really bad had happened to her. I was curious so I inquired about her from my friend and other girls who knew her.... [Read More]

Tags: Sadness, Suicide, Disease
Votes: 69
22760 67

Insecure

Silence

05 Dec, 2014 10:51 PM

5th December 2014 Today my world fell apart. Everything that had happened over the past few months had collapsed in a blink of an eye. My world had crumbled right in front of me. I lost a battle which I never agreed to fight in the first place; I broke down; fell into pieces. My life was a lie, a desperate search for support, all of which I got none. I carried out a life filled with empty promises, broken dreams and hopeless lies. I resorted to wearing a crumbling mask, to protect my fragile core - to hide my insecurities and imperfections. I concealed my pain for so long - wiping my tears quickly enough for them to go unnoticed. The truth was that I was afraid to be a burden for others; I feared to be a person who done nothing but moan and complain - I resorted... [Read More]

Tags: Insecure, Secret, Truth, Hurt, Pain, Suffer, Agony
Votes: 12
18916 3

The broken

hailey

03 Dec, 2014 02:20 AM

This is the story about a girl that was once madly in love with a boy. Every thing was great and they thought they were going to be together forever but he didn't see it that way. so heres the story about what happened. One week before there third month together... That day was the saddest, most tragic day of her life. She walked into school like every morning happy and saying hi to all her friends. Every thing seemed fine. Her boyfriend got to school and she walked up to him and put her arms around him and hugged him tight. He pushed her off him and started walking away. She looked at him confused and started walking next to him but he never once looked at her. She was starting to get worried by his actions but didn't say anything. She once again tried to hug him and... [Read More]

Tags: Depression, Cheating, Sadness, Death, Unloved
Votes: 5
29724 21

A Broken Road

Nathanael

02 Dec, 2014 05:00 PM

A Broken Road It was a late October afternoon and while many families were in their homes having dinner, or perhaps watching television together, a car pulled to the side of Farm Road 117 in Orange County, Missouri. While the car was of a beautiful silver, and was no less than a luxury vehicle, the woman driving alone inside wanted nothing to do with the car or anything else. This woman’s name was Tina and as she sat in the stalled car crying, the autumn wind blew gently through the trees of many colors. Her crying had caused her eyeliner and mascara to smear, giving her the illusion of two black eyes. Her sobs reverberated through the air for she was no longer trying to contain her sorrow. To her right, two squirrels quickly jumped from one tree to another as thoughts of loneliness and worthlessness flashed through her mind.... [Read More]

Tags: Depression, Addiction, Suicide, Pills, Family, Unloved
Votes: 23
27214 5

One picture can mean way too much.

TheLonelyStar

30 Nov, 2014 02:29 AM

A few years ago, I was in a different school. It was picture day. I was going to the place where group pictures were taken, with my four best friends. For this story, their names will be V, M, P, E, and I will be S. Me and V had been besties for a while, and then M, P and E had kind of teamed up with us- it was us vs the world. We hung out together almost every day. Especially me and V. So, after waiting for our turn for the picture, we went to the chair in front of the camera. But half way there, V stopped us. She said: 'Um.. I don't really want S to be in the picture.' I was shocked. We were best friends. I was sure the others wouldn't agree with it. But I was wrong. First E said. 'yeah...' I was... [Read More]

Tags: Lonely, Friends, Betrayed, Best Friend
Votes: 14
22903 7

Sad Eyes Simon Was His Name.

4hours

27 Nov, 2014 08:37 AM

(ITS NOT COMPLETE BUT PLEASE GIVE IT A READ ANYWAYS.) Have you ever sit in your room, or even in class daydreaming about a passionate, fiery and somewhat humorous love? Have you ever acquired this love? Yes? No? Love to me was never more than a word, a word that I had thought I had felt multiple times but was lying to myself each one of those times. To tell you the truth, all those years I thought I knew what it was; it was me looking at a guy and feeling warm and fuzzy inside; queue the butterflies and slow-mo movement, that was love for me, every time he’d smile at me I’d think ‘Oh wow he’s so perfect.’ To be honest all of the 39 crushes I had, had in my life up till now had been my first loves for me. Never had I dated or even... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Love Hurts, Life, Loss, Tears, Lovestory, Leaving
Votes: 3
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