Showing sad stories for tag "Alone"

The Outcast's Story

Lydia Jo

17 Dec, 2012 09:37 PM

High School, they say it is the best times of your life. They say you make friends and you find your own little place, and you walk on the path to the rest of your life. High School, they said it was such a glorious place. It looks so great on the television. They glamorize it and ignore those who are hurting. They ignore the outcasts. High School is great if you know what you want to do for the rest of your life. Too bad that's not me. I'm the type of girl who hates it here. I look different, I listen to non-mainstream music. I get weird looks, and people whisper. To them I look like a psycho who lost it. But the sad reality, I'm just like those judgmental people. I keep to myself now-a-days. I try to think of the happier days, the days when I... [Read More]

Tags: Bullied, Suicide, Hurt, Judged, Fitting In, Outcast, Sad, Alone, Depression
Votes: 6
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My Life.

Kay

02 May, 2013 10:15 PM

It's 5'O clock. 5.2.13. I'm 16 years old sitting here thinking about my life.I have a bad self esteem issue. You and other might not think it's such a huge deal. But it is. To me it's a big deal. Yeah some adults might say it's a phase you go through but this started when I was little and has been going on and on forever. I found a solution. Might not be the best but it helps. Without my smoking I'm scared to see what would happen I feel like it keeps me sane. So I have less then a month of school left and I feel like its going by so slow. I'm failing all my math class yet I don't care. I know that's bad so why do I do it? About two months ago I moved out of my dad's. Why? Well he seems to love... [Read More]

Tags: Worried, Hurt, Family, Father, Brother, Mother, Unloved, Pain, Alone
Votes: 2
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my life so far

clay lenderman

03 Jan, 2013 04:38 AM

I was born the third of three children and the only boy. My mother had my sister when she was 18. My mother started leaving at night and staying out until morning according to my father and so they divorced when I was about 2 but they kept trying at it even after that until I was around 5. After they ended it for good we lived at my dads parents home for a while until he had secured him his own home in which we could live in. We lived with our mom while my dad figured out his living situation. While there she married a man named Kenneth. He was stern and sometimes would abuse my mother and myself and my sisters. My oldest sister got into a fight with him one night and moved out to my dads house after Kenneth slapped her across the face. My... [Read More]

Tags: Depression, Death, Suicide, Alone, Sad, Family, Love
Votes: 6
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Should this end?

Alan

08 Sep, 2010 01:16 AM

This is my true story. Story of a sweet, caring, ambitious hindu indian girl and a passionate, violent, introvert muslim indian boy. PLEASE DO COMMENT. 7th grade: I am new in school. I quickly make friends, lots n lots of them. Loved by seniors, juniors, classmates and teachers. Basically, it dint take a cheerful,vibrant, honest n stupid girl (me) long to become popular. 8th grade: I am class monitor. Involved in numerous co-curricular activities. We become friends. We implies for me, corey and drew. (No, its not a triangular love story) 9th grade: I get to know more and more about corey. I think I have a crush on him. But we don?t talk much cause he is an introvert orthodox. He is everything anyone can ask for. Thin, toned, dark, humorous, intelligent (topper to be appropriate), serious, observant, a quizman, trustworthy, and most importantly, mature. No, he isnt boring.... [Read More]

Tags: Secret, Waiting, True Story, Friendship, Alone, Tears
Votes: 39
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Sex & Drugs

Danelle

04 Jun, 2013 05:49 PM

Silently, I walked in the pouring rain, towards that old abandoned bus station, running away from Daddy again. He was drunk again, and the sting from the smack across my face began to burn with every rain drop that spilled on it. My jaw ached and I could feel my sweater rubbing against my back, against the open wounds from Daddy's belt. He loved adding to the scars. He always had a fascination with making me cry. Then he'd spit on me, and laugh at me. "Crying is for the weak, stupid little bitch! Cry a river if you want. No one cares!" "Daddy, I'm sorry.. I love you.. Please, stop.." I would beg and plead for hours sometimes. That only edged him on more. I sat on the only bench that wasn't drenched in water and buried my head in my hands. I could still feel the burn from... [Read More]

Tags: Abuse, Alone, Cutting, Sex, Drugs, Alcohol, Depression, Bipolar, Scared
Votes: -4
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It was not meant to be

Lorenzo

24 Jul, 2012 08:45 AM

as I looked out the window, it was the sight of my mother leaving to which I never saw again. I was in the 5th grade when this happened, and i still remember it was 2 weeks before our promotion to junior high, growing up i never thought my parents would ever divorce or lose my mother for the rest of my life. "Where are your parents?" i heard my friend asked me all the time. They asked me this at the Ridge Way elementary promotion, where I was the only kid in the cafeteria with neither off his parents. I remember going home and crying my eyes and heart out and being angry at my father for not losing a day of work to come see me in this day and I was furious with my mother for leaving me and my family. my mother was the only women... [Read More]

Tags: Unloved, Heartbroken, Alone, Love, Pain
Votes: 7
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My Life Story

Zak Keller

28 Jan, 2013 05:21 PM

My life never was too good or easy or what you have. When I was 4 years old I lived on long island, had friends that actually gave a crap about me. But it wasn't always sunshine, that was when I watched my mother be abused day after day. Then in less than a year me and my mom moved to Pennsylvania I was glad I never had to watch it again but I was so depressed coz I lost all my friends. I guess you can say I moved on but I still miss them. After we moved here I joined school, it was kindergarten and I was starting to make friends. I was happy, but I didn't notice how cruel I was being to kids who were my friends. I would bully them and now I feel horrible but there's nothing I can do you know? In first... [Read More]

Tags: Depression, Cutting, Life, Hate, Bullying, Unloved, Family, Alone
Votes: 8
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The Suicide Note

CrystalWolfTear

10 Sep, 2014 08:11 PM

22nd September 2014, I am not holding anyone responsible for what I have done, nor am I blaming anyone who may happen to be reading this. Furthermore, I want to avoid any feeling of guilt or upset. There was no way you could have saved me, nor was there a way you could have possibly known; My mind has been set and I was determined to achieve this end result. I disguised my plans quite well, I just needed to find the right time and the right way, and now that you are reading this, it seems that I have found it. I don't want anyone to feel that I did this because I was weak and tired, no I just felt out of place, like a burden, or more like a failure; constantly feeling hopeless and more often than not, experiencing loneliness. But the feeling has been, until recently,... [Read More]

Tags: Suicide Note, Suicide, Goodbye, Alone
Votes: 8
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The day he went alone..

Kimberly

06 Nov, 2012 07:23 PM

It was two years ago. He had asked me to go ride bikes with him, but I refused. I was mad at the time. I'm not anymore. Anyway, he decided to go by himself..... He had gotten hit by a car. I ran to his side to see his bike handle bars had went through his chest. I pulled it out and tried to hold the wound closed. It didn't work well because I didn't have the necessary experience to stop the bleeding. I sat by his side holding his hand in mine. He kept mumbling about things I didn't understand. He gave a tight squeeze to my hand and whispered "I love you..." before the life left his eyes. I still remember that day...his blood on my clothes, the look in his eyes as he whispered to me, and the moment his eyes closed forever. I sat there cradling... [Read More]

Tags: Sad, Death, Love, Alone, Missing, Memories, Pain, Sadness
Votes: 4
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My Broken Heart's Letter

ila

21 Apr, 2013 03:08 AM

(This was the letter I wrote to my older brother the day after the love of my life broke up with me) Big brother, How are you doing? I am horrible. He broke up with me yesterday!! I feel lost, broken, and helpless. After 6 years he decided that after the end of his 9 months of house arrest he is moving back with his family in Europe, and he doesn’t want me to be a part of his new beginning, his new life. As he puts it he wants to start “fresh.” Yet he tells me he does still love me but that he HAS to do this. He said he isn’t ok with losing me forever, that he knows he is throwing something perfect away but he made up his mind! It tears me apart! I’ve never felt so deserted, so broken. I don’t know what to do.... [Read More]

Tags: Broken, Hurt, Lost, Crushed, Alone, Boyfriend, Memories, Breakup, Sad
Votes: 2
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