Showing sad stories for tag "death"

Evelyn Marie

Tasha Johnson

27 Aug, 2011 11:59 PM

It was August 2009 and my boyfriend Cody was on con-leave after graduating basic training, and breaking his leg. 28 day he would be home for and sometime in those last 5 days before he would leave for 17 weeks I got pregnant. We were apart for 3 months when he came home to visit, just in time for my ultrasound. A girl, we were having a girl, Evelyn Marie Johnson. We had been talking about baby names since before he had left for basic. Evelyn, so simple, so elegant, so beautiful, and kind of old fashion. Evelyn, my daughter. My love, if you don't have never been pregnant you can't imagine how a love like this feels. It fills you up in every way. Every kick, every roll, every hiccup magic that makes your heart leap with joy. I was 18 weeks pregnant when they told me baby was... [Read More]

Tags: Pregnency, Death, Lost
Votes: 2
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Conclusions (More Than Just Best Friends)

Den C Ti (find me on facebook)

05 Sep, 2011 09:35 AM

Back when I was in high school, I was a smart kid but never really striven for high grades or perfect scores... At times, I would make sure I would get a zero on my tests and get a 100% on my exams to confuse my teachers... One day, on my senior year, one of my math teacher announced an up coming quiz bee... Eleonor (not her real name just in case anyone actually knows me), was chosen to compete 'cause she was remarkably excellent in our math classes since our sophomore year. She needed two more students as teammates; so Jody (not her real name too) was chosen too [she volunteered herself 'coz she's Eleonor's bff]. I was listening to music using my earphones, thinking the teacher was too cooped up with the participant-choosing that she wouldn't notice me. My conclusion was a mistake, she saw my earphones and... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Death
Votes: 11
14138 4

You Were Perfect

jasmine

12 Nov, 2017 05:31 AM

“I love you.” “Ple-.” And just like that, my world was taken away from me. I remember it. I remember it all too well. It was our night. His eyes perused my entire being, inspecting me like I was a work of art; not with the lust I found so familiar within my past lovers—my past mistakes—but rather with a burning desire to truly love me with his all. A minute smirk pulled at the corners of his thin lips, barely hinting at what would be the dimple many girls endlessly gawked at. The thought of another female admiringly and hungrily eyeballing him, my man, instigated a slight eruption of jealousy and anger. However, those emotions that I locked in the back of my mind, that I tried to avoid with him, instantly vanished the moment his finger tucked a stray hair behind my ear. Blushing profusely, I looked down... [Read More]

Tags: Heartbroken, Death
Votes: 19
13971 2

Mark

Sadness

26 Sep, 2011 05:26 PM

I knew a boy named Mark he was the sweetest boy you could had met. He loved everybody and anybody the same way. I remember once when they had to do a project in class and he was the 1 who picked the mentally retarded child before he was left alone. Not once in the 2 years that I knew him had I ever seen him frowning. No matter what mood you were in as soon as he looked at you with that silly smile and look in his eyes like, "why are you sad" all your pain went away. He was a best friend..... It was on a Wednesday in September when I woke up late and my brother did also. We tried to get to school but the ways we'd normally take were blocked off. We didn't know what we should do and found it suspicious so we... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Friend
Votes: 2
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Wake up

AshleyAnn Petersen

13 Jan, 2015 07:49 PM

It was dark outside. Alura and her brother Kane were walking home from the football game. Alura had brown hair and blue eyes. Kane had black hair green eyes. Alura was wearing faded blue jeans and a avenged seven-fold t-shirt. Her brother was in a black blouse and dress pants. He walked quietly next to his little sister. A car was zooming by and the driver didn't see Kane and Alura walking. Kane pushed Alura out of the way and got hit by the car. When Alura realized what happened she tried to get up. But her waist ached. She put her hand on her waist and she had a piece of glass stuck in her side. She removed it and crawled over to her brother. The driver was unconscious. Kane was as still as a statue. "Kane?" Alura said when she reached him. "Kane!? Wake up." She waited for... [Read More]

Tags: Brother, Death
Votes: 13
13750 5

My Little Furry Angel

Johnny

21 Sep, 2011 03:54 AM

This is not a story about a lover,friend, or family. Just a cat. But not any cat. This cat was my everything. I didn't have that many friends in freshman year so I am pretty lonely. Everyday I'd go home on the same bus with the same bitch of a bus driver. Stressed thanks to all the stupid homework I had. But as soon I stepped in, there she was, waiting for me, like a loyal dog. I would always go into the kitchen to grab a bite to eat and sit on the floor. Then she would pop up from behind me. Purring and rubbing against me like I was catnip. She'd eventually roll on top of me and fall asleep on my belly while kneading my shirt. And as I looked at this little tabby cat, all emotions of the world washed away and I instantly grew joy... [Read More]

Tags: Pets, Death
Votes: 18
13652 11

Voicemails

Abby Perket

08 Dec, 2017 11:47 PM

I smiled down at the small black box sitting on our kitchen counter. I picked it up, cradling it in my hands as I gently opened it, looking down at the shining silver and sparkling diamonds of Sara’s engagement ring. Still gazing down at it, I reached over to grab my phone. Pushing the on button, I scrolled through my apps until I came to my voicemail. I clicked on the 6th recording down and pressed play. I smiled softly as the light, happy sound of Sara’s voice came through the tiny speaker. “Landon…just a second...I’m just...hang on a moment.” There was the sound of a brief scuffle, some shuffling fabric, and a bit of heavy breathing, then Sara’s voice came back. “Sorry about that, I was trying to get my suitcase out of the trunk of the taxi. I just wanted to call you one more time before I’m... [Read More]

Tags: Sad, Death, Memory
Votes: 13
13529 4

I missed him

Jake

08 Jul, 2015 01:28 PM

This is my story with my partner three years ago. I just want this to be shared so that you will know how much I love him. It was March of 2011 when I first met him. That was the day I took the entrance examination for tertiary level. It was a typical scene where I asked him where was the nearest toilet (the nature's calling me). He smirked and accompany me to the toilet. As I went out to the toilet, I grabbed the opportunity again to asked where's the accreditation room. He told me that he was about to go there. I sighed knowing that we were going together to the accreditation room. To cut this story short, he was our examiner. I was shocked! He suddenly laughed to my reaction. After the examination, he called my name. He walked towards me and asked if he could have... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Sad Love Story, Missing
Votes: -44
13507 5

drunk love

samantha sherburn

07 Feb, 2010 05:19 PM

There was this girl named sam she just moved in this new town and she was doing good. She had friends and she was a cheerleader and the captain of the football team(nick)liked her. so one night she decided to go on the date that he asked her to go with him. He had a car and her parents didnt approve of her going wit him so she lied and told her parents she was going to her friend candice's house and they said she could but she was really going on her date. When she got to the party everyone was drinking and smoking. Nick asked sam to take a hit of his cigarette she said no, so he asked if she wanted to go on her moon-lite ride wit him she said no your drunk he said so baby i can drive. so she went with him when... [Read More]

Tags: Death
Votes: 1
13439 3

10 years of bitterness

Vanessa

10 Aug, 2011 10:21 AM

Hi I'm Vanessa from the Philippines. My lola (grandmother) died the afternoon of May 23rd, 2011. It's been 40 days since she left us. Just like any other Filipino Catholic family, we celebrated her 40th day. My sisters and I and some of our very close relatives went to a restaurant and had dinner. It made me think of my lola's death again. This thought had been haunting me since she died.. 'Why am I not that sad?' I should be sad because she is after all my grandmother. She helped my mom raise me.. but why am I feeling this way? Of course I do miss her. I cried at her funeral but I'm not sure why I was crying. I know it's disrespectful to speak ill of the dead but I just need to voice this one out. I just need to say this, just this one time... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Family
Votes: 2
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