Showing sad stories for tag "Death"
His Hero.
MysteryGuy
16 May, 2015 05:13 PMWhen my wife died in an accident almost an year ago the only reason for me to live was my 3 year old son.He was the second best thing that ever happened to me after my wife.He used to consider me his hero as I was a rescue pilot he always insisted that I take him on my missions. One day I got a call at work that a school bus had dropped in the river due to heavy rain and slippery roads.I fired up my helicopter and flew there as fast as I could. There was zero visibility due to heavy rain so it took us a while.Until we pulled the victims out....the driver and the two kids they were half gone.After rescuing the victims I flew back to the hospital as fast as I could when suddenly my fellow rescue pilot patted on my shoulder:Give me the handle... [Read More]
Tags: Suicide, Separation, Shattered, Suffering, Father, Love, Wife, Pain, DeathVotes: 24
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Stay with me now
Ryder gordon
03 May, 2015 05:51 AMIt has been about 2 years since she died, and I never got to tell her how I felt. Her name was Sadie and we were 13 years old and everyday we spent together we grew closer. We have been best friends since she moved here in grade 1, I can still remember the first day we met... I was playing out side with a toy helicopter when I my mom came out side saying that some one was moving in across the street. She told me to go and offer to help them, I gave her the look you give your mom when you don't want to do something. But she won that argument of course, I ended up over on there yard just standing there when they came out side to grab some more boxes. "Hi I'm Ryder" I said as I said in a loud but quiet... [Read More]
Tags: Death, Friendship, Missing, Love, In My Heart ForeverVotes: 12
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I am no more.
MysteryGuy
01 May, 2015 12:17 PMHer name was jane.She was the most beautiful girl in the world und the most popular girl in the school mainly because of her looks and personality.While I was an ugly guy who was bullied,abused and the loneliest guy of the school.The few good friend's I had left the school or moved on to become a part of the popular group. We used to study together since pre-school but never really talked to each other but I was madly in love with her.On the other hand she didn't even notice me.One day I decided to talk to her and give her a hint I loved her because there was no other way to tell her.Days passed by and her boyfriend although they weren't official noticed it that I had feelings for her Her boyfriend was far more handsome than me and the popular guy of the school.That night he came... [Read More]
Tags: Suicide, Suffering, Love, Darkness, Beaten, DeathVotes: 21
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Who Am I? 04/29/2015
Harold Smith
29 Apr, 2015 04:38 PMTable Of Contents Chapter 1: An Orphan Chapter 2: Friends Chapter 3: The Pariah Chapter 4: Forbidden Desire Chapter 5: Love Chapter 6: Self Hatred Chapter 7: Painful Memories Chapter 8: Demons From the Past Chapter 1: An Orphan 1: There was once a humble family who lived in Ireland. They were called the O'Neals. There was man named Brian, his wife named Ida, and their two children, a son named Dillon and a daughter named Claire. They were a poor family, but they were all honest, hard-working folk who all loved one-another dearly. Sadly, they suffered many abuses from their English landlords who stole their land and forced them to pay heavy taxes so that they were always poor. 2: Then came the great famine, and many people in Ireland began to starve. At first the O’Neals tried to make the best of things, but at length they fled... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Hate, Good, Evil, Kindness, Cruelty, Peace, War, Romance, Heartache, Depression, Hurt, Pain, Loss, SadVotes: 13
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All alone forever
The broken girl
18 Apr, 2015 03:16 PMI literally will be all alone......forever. Me I am the cheerful kind person everyone loves except some people don't see me like that. I have a lot of friends because I study people and then act like their ideal person. I'm not pretending. Each person I act like is just another part of me. Though I always regret it in the end because when I act like myself they think I'm acting weird. I get sad when they look up what our names mean and it shows the exact description of the TRUE me in the middle of all those other ones because when they see it they say its the exact opposite of me or its nothing like me. People pretend they know me all the time when they really don't. I just smile and agree but what they also don't know is I'm a great actress too. Incident... [Read More]
Tags: Death, Depression, Heart Break, LifeVotes: 21
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I Died That Night
Silence
12 Apr, 2015 05:18 PMI don't really remember a time when I haven't experienced suicidal thoughts; they've been flooding my mind on and off for the past few years. It seems natural to say that I never really experienced an urge to live. I never understood how other people could say "I want to live forever" or "I don't want to die" and mean it. On the 4th of April 2015 at around 2:00pm I did something that I have been hesitant about for weeks. I don't even know the reason as to why I did it, I wasn't really feeling down or suicidal, instead I felt cruelly happy to hold the power to take my own life, as pathetic as it may sound. I held the morphine pills in my hand; thoughts racing through my head 'what will others think?' 'will they cry?' 'what does death feel like?'...I remained calm and open to... [Read More]
Tags: Resuscitated, Suicide, Death, Guilt, RegretVotes: 27
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Reality is better than a Dream
DinnyPD
27 Mar, 2015 07:19 AMI apologize that this story is little long. Its my second story in this beautiful website. I hope you guys spend some generous time in reading this. --------------------------------------------------------------- Things were not going good in office lately… Meeting targets in the given time frame is hideous. On a not so fine Wednesday me and my colleague sandy decided to take a small break and stepped out of office at 10.30am… The coffee shop across the street is famous for its taste and quality along with its ambience which attracts mainly couples. Sandy barged in the door like he was about to knock out everyone inside for no reason, which obviously lead the people inside to goggle at us. We were the only two, accompanied each other with the same gender. Many of you boys know how awkward it is to hang out with a guy in a place where its pouring... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Death, Dream, Sorrow, PainVotes: 9
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LOVE at Modern Times
DinnyPD
27 Feb, 2015 04:24 PMThe names are hidden for some privacy reasons.. "Di***h" -The Boy, "Ar***a" -The Girl. -------------------------------- There lived a boy in India, who was jobless and wanted to get in a government job… Though he prepared well, he couldn’t clear any of the government exams. One year passed. He realized that he couldn’t compete with the North Indian aspirants, since they are very much aware of these government exams and also well trained accordingly…. In order to increase his competence level, he created an account in an online forum. He was very much determined and started to use the forum to his best. Days passed by… He found himself in a position where his competence level is way higher than his previous one. He realized that this forum would surely help him in getting a grade/scale- 1 government job. But he never thought it’ll also get him the love of his... [Read More]
Tags: Online, Love, Death, Promise, Painful, DepressionVotes: 14
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Friends
Emelyn
26 Feb, 2015 04:45 AM"Nick?" my best friend, Nathan, whispered as he laid in the bed next to me. I didn't reply, but I believe he knew I was listening. "I don't want to die yet." It was the simplest statement I had ever heard him make. Nathan was always one to put things into complex terms and use as many words as possible to make his meaning as clear as glass. But this time, he didn't need any embellishments. "Neither do I," I wanted to say, but instead I just remained quiet. My fantasy was that we were both going to recover. The reality was that one of us wouldn't. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In second grade, my best friend was Ian Desmond. I had just moved to North Lake during the summer before the school year had started. On the first day of school, Ian stood out to me from the rest of the crowd... [Read More]
Tags: Friends, Death, Cancer, Kids, Fire, Car CrashVotes: 5
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Sticks and Clicks
Emelyn
25 Feb, 2015 06:00 AMMy parents aren't home much. They never have been. My childhood, as far as I can remember, was a slew of babysitters of varying trustworthiness every night, every weekend, every day off, and every day of every summer. My mom liked to (still likes to) go out to bars and casinos, so my dad took her to wherever suited her fancy that evening to make sure she didn't get into any big trouble or cheat on him. I've never bothered to ask them about their escapades, since they always come home at almost two in the morning, and since I don't particularly care to know. Most of the time, it was just me and my sister, Halle, at home with some stranger who was content to sit on the couch with a bag of potato chips and watch TV. That was fine with us, too. If there was enough light... [Read More]
Tags: Death, Family, Sisters, Code, Sticks, Clicks, Snaps, Short Story, SiblingsVotes: 11
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