This was a story about something that happened to me, I'm a theater freak, so I made a personal Pro's piece. "Have you ever felt too shy or scared to tell someone how you felt about them? Or you kept your feeling hidden deep down so that someone else-your friend-can have a chance? Well Ash knows how you feel. She keeps her love for her best friend under wraps to make her friend happy, so she can get the happy ever after, instead of herself after all, what are friends for, right? Hidden Under, by...Anna C. Carrera, a personal narrative. "I say loudly, yet I sound like a whisper." ...Why didn't I just tell him? He would have understood, right? No I couldn't, I can't, for Katt. I mean, she deserves him, I don't. I had my chance. Now I have to let him go, and I will. I will... [Read More]
Tags: True Story, Lost Love, Hidden Love, Waiting, Guilt, Best Friend, Girl, Unloved, Heartbroken, Hurt, Pain, Sad, CrAs the car made contact with my fragile body, all our memories passed by my eyes. I didn?t think about the pain. I thought about the things I would miss: My High School graduation, getting married, having children. And then, I thought about you. Your smile, your soft hair, the sound of your laugh. All of that would be gone, out of my reach, but the memories will never fade. I will never forget you. You will eventually move on, but all I ask from you, is remember me. Remember our good times, and remember our bad times. Remember our fights, and remember our apologies. My body lands in a heap on the side walk. Blood forms a pool around me. I hear screams from all directions. The car swerves and hits a tree. The driver, injured and clearly intoxicated, stumbles out of the car to my side. ?I?m so... [Read More]
Tags: Death, Car Accident, Heartbroken, Love, PainI met her exactly 2 and a half years ago. I was going through a rough time. I was addicted to drugs and on top of that I was drinking heavily. I met this girl, we talked once in a while. I didn't pay much attention to her till we talked a lot more often. Something made me smile, she never judged me in any way. I remember her and I just started to talk about each others problems in everyday life. She seemed to care for me when I vented to her. I started to smile whenever I caught myself thinking about her. We started sending texts to each other more often. Although on my own time I was having more problems happening around me due to my addictions. I couldn't handle it anymore. During the time she moved to her dads which was down in the states. (I... [Read More]
Tags: Sad, Long Distance, Drugs, Love, Breakup, Heartbroken, Pain, Suicide, AloneThis is the story or a girl who fell in love but it's too late. That girl is me. I've known him for five years, he has loved me for two years, and yet...I realized how deep my feelings are for him...When I left Egypt. I lived in Egypt for most of my life, but currently I live in England. My father's job is the reason why I travel, we have been to Dubai, Lebanon, France, Egypt and England. I'm still fifteen, and I've lived in that much places. I never minded travelling. In fact I love travelling, but when it depends on losing your friends, its a bit hard. I was in Egypt when my father got his job in England. I was thirteen, and it was very hard for me to leave my best friends...It was also a bit hard to say goodbye to him knowing that he... [Read More]
Tags: Sad, Pain, Missing, True Story, Heartbroken, Lonely, Depressed, Regret, LoveHe 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, HeartbreakI met this guy over the internet in 2011 and we started talking for about a week and then we just stopped. I didn’t really think much of it until we talked again in July last year. We kept talking and in August he admitted he loved me and I said it back because I didn’t know what to say. There was this one day in August when I found out he was doing things with another girl (let’s call her Sarah*, I’m not actually going to use her real name) behind my back. I told him that I knew and he kept apologizing and saying he loved me and everything and I believed him. He then asked me to become his girlfriend, and I said yes. The thing was we have never met each other. We skyped all the time, but because we lived 3 hours away he decided... [Read More]
Tags: Heartbroken, Breakup, Hurt, Pain, Betrayal, Lost, Sad, UnlovedI 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, SuicideThis is a true story of mine. It happened few years ago but now i'm fine. I just wanted to share it to you. I had those worse memories that i would never forget in my whole life. It was so hurt for me and left a deep scar inside my heart. Sometimes i wonder if it will be happen again. I was 3 when i started my first school time. I don't know why but i was so scared of being with strangers. I couldn't be friends with anyone because i was too scared of them. When the class about to start, I always cried and asked my mom to stay with me and don't leave me with those kids. I have no friends at all. They hated me for being silly and scared. When I was 4 in the kindergarten I always sat alone. Every kids was playing... [Read More]
Tags: Memories, Bullied, Suicide, Hurt, Pain, Tears, Sadness, True Story, DepressedWhen 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, DeathI walked into my first day of school on a cold, rainy morning. I was wearing a sweater, even though it was early fall, and much too warm for sweaters. I had to hide the bruises. My parents had fought again. I decided to attempt to break it up. It hadn't gone very well. I sneaked my way through the crowded hallways, praying I didn't bump into anyone and hit my bruises. Someone would notice if I winced. I reached my small locker and opened it. I was surprised to find a note in it. It read; "What's it like, to be all alone in the world?" "The hell?" I muttered, crumbling up the paper and tossing it into my bag. I heard snickers from what sounded like a girl behind me. "What do you want?" I groaned, spinning around to face her. Ariella. The only girl who knew about... [Read More]
Tags: Alone, Sad, Depression, Death, Hurt, Broken, Lost, Pain