Showing sad stories for tag "Pain"

The Jilting of a Lifetime

Jayfeather

07 Apr, 2016 03:48 AM

This is not my story but rather of someone I know. I don't know many details, so this is fiction based off of a real story which remains untold to this day. Alright, this is going to be a great day! I'm going to go to church, lead worship, and maybe, just maybe I'll get noticed and invited somewhere. Thus were the thoughts of young twenty-year-old Jay Crenshaw (not his real name). Poor Jay was obsessed with math, music, Jesus, sports, and chess. He was very talented. He was also extremely socially awkward. When he arrived at this new church who wanted him to play piano for them, he was full of optimistic thoughts. How could anything go wrong? In fact, nothing went wrong that night but a few years in the future. That night, he met a wonderful girl named Angela who loved God. She saw past his social... [Read More]

Tags: Unloved, Hurt, Love Hurts, Rejected, Pain, True Story
Votes: 16
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Somebody That I Used To Know

Faliha Ishma

27 Jan, 2013 10:00 AM

It all began when I was 14th years old. At that moment, I was just a teenager who only wanted to make my parents proud. When I was only about 2 years old, my parents got divorced. I did not understand anything at that moment because I was still a kid. Then, my mom raised me all alone. She became a single parent. She told me that it was really a tough job to raise me all by herself. Luckily, my grandmother helped her a lot. Okay, when I was in 8th grade, I had a crush on a guy. He was my classmate. He was a transferred student. When I first met him, I did not feel anything towards him. I did not talk to him at first, we just shared some smiles. But one day, I just felt like this guy got something on his eyes that captivated... [Read More]

Tags: Betrayal, Unloved, Sad Love, Hurt, Pain, Tears, Heartbroken
Votes: 16
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Trying to fight

Claire B

11 Oct, 2012 04:20 AM

My story starts in 7th grade, even though I'm only in 8th, a lot has happened since then. I'm Claire by the way. 13 years old. don't read this if you judge but ok yeah anyways. The first day I walked into a public school I was like "fuck yeah it's middle school yayy" but really no. It was hell, pure hell. I got called fat by 2 eighth graders and oh it gets better because that's the first week only. After three weeks I was getting called names by a lot of people I didn't even know... one of the eighth grade popular girls walked by me with all her friends and said "oh this one's really ugly." I looked at them and said "what?" and they said " oh and she's a dumb ass too! How nice, see you late caterpillar eyebrows" and I just ran in to... [Read More]

Tags: Bullying, Suicide, Cutting, Sad, Heartbroken, Girl, Alone, Hurt, Pain
Votes: 16
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Love Story

Ambrosia

18 Jun, 2012 11:39 PM

Isn't it funny how people think they know you? They think they know every single thing about you and your feelings. How it will effect you, how you'll feel after they say it to you. They don't realize what they're doing to you. It's almost funny, but not quite. Everybody says how girls are vicious and mean, and it's true. I once read in a book that women have their trays of sharp pointy tools, like at the dentist office. But I have a better analogy. It's like getting stabbed in the heart with a knife. Only it doesn't hit the heart right away. It gets deeper every day by milimeters. The blood that pours out are the tears that are emptied into the pillow late at night when no one's listening. The deeper it goes, the more you start to think about killing yourself. Once it reaches the heart,... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Hate, Never, Forget, Pain, Sorrow, Hurt, Killing, Crush, Hopeless, Sadness
Votes: 16
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Don't give up !

dream

24 Jun, 2012 01:12 AM

Me, my mum and dad were heading off on a family vacation for my 11th birthday , I was looking forward to the holiday but not the six hour drive there . I remember my mum and dad waking me up at seven to get dressed and eat my breakfast next thing I knew we were in the car . My mum in the passenger seat my dad driving and me in the back seat. A few hours later the rain started to hit on the car and the sun was going down so my dad decided he would speed up just to catch the time back up but I guess you would say that would be the biggest regret of his short lived life. It was now around 11 o clock and almost pitch black . I jumped as my dad suddenly slammed his foot on the brake my... [Read More]

Tags: Family, God, Crash, Death, Pain, Hospital, Hope, Cry, Love, Life
Votes: 15
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Love is Blind

Cindy Pham

31 Dec, 2009 07:40 PM

It was a sunny day here in New York City when I first saw him. I had no interest in him. But then something changed, and he became the guy i loved the most. 1st day: I looked at him with his gorgeous flowing emo hair. His looks are fantastic, but the things inside him was not. I bumped into him and apologized but he glared at me and said "Watch where your going shrimp." I got very upset and threw him my bookbag. I cursed him out saying Respect ladies. He ignored me and walked away. 2nd day: Everyone at school was treating me different because I stood up to him. The most popular boy at school. I enjoyed it, but everyone treated him differently. No One talked to him anymore. He sat by himself. I dont know why but i hated seeing him sad. 3rd day: I went... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Pain, Unloved,
Votes: 15
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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
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Whatever, Right?

Charlie

03 Jul, 2012 06:36 PM

If you listen to me speak, you'll never hear me say 'my home'. You won't hear me say that. You'll always hear me say my house. Home is where you feel most comfortable. House is where you live. I feel most comfortable in my tae-kwon-do studio, so I call that my home. My house, I get screamed, yelled at. All the blame is pushed upon me. It's always my fault. No one cares when I break down. I've learned to control that. I've learned to fake a smile, pretend I'm happy. Everywhere. then at night I sob about my depression into my stuffed pikachu. Sad? Yeah, it's pitiful, especially for a girl who acts so strong, like nothing fazes me. I feel sad and angry and depressed. But no, I can't tell my parents. They'll shrug it off, or yell at me for being too sensitive. yes, my parents. Mother... [Read More]

Tags: Hurt, Death, Depressed, Pain, Alone, Suffering, Sad
Votes: 14
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Who Am I? 04/29/2015

Harold Smith

29 Apr, 2015 04:38 PM

Table 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, Sad
Votes: 13
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6478 Miles

Phylburt Fagestorm

17 Nov, 2012 04:48 PM

It's all about the Distance. I met him on a online chat rooms, his name was Marcus. The first time I saw him, I can't take my eyes Off of him. I was telling myself, it is not LOVE, it's just adoration, but then, I don't adore him, I love Him. I don't know how this happened, but we just started calling each other "Babe, hunny, sweetheart." until we told stories to each other, until 3 magical words came out from both of us. I LOVE YOU. Most guys I met on chat rooms, was all Bad. They think all girls will give in and show something to them, Marcus and my friend has done that, but I showed Him, I was different, because it was true, you can make a guy love you in so many ways and not just showing them you are hot and interesting. Sex is... [Read More]

Tags: True Story, Distance, Missing, Sadness, Love, Friendship, Heartbreak, Heart, Pain, Sad, Alone
Votes: 13
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