Showing sad stories for tag "family"

A moment too soon

Pui Kei

29 Mar, 2013 01:18 PM

I knew this was my moment. All eyes were fixed on me except Audrey’s. Hers were shut tightly, tears trickling down her rosy cheeks. Pa and Ma were somewhere around us, I could sense it because they were crying out for me. If you were to ask me if I regretted this path that I had chosen, I would say no. Perhaps, a little, now that Audrey was so disheartened. * * * * * “Alex, are you in there?” Audrey’s squeaky voice reverberated from behind the bedroom door. I quickly chucked away the dresses, wigs and cosmetics into my one and only wardrobe before opening the door. “They’re asleep?” I asked her. “Yes,” my biological twin replied. I let out a sigh involuntarily and locked the door. Audrey started to take out everything that I had just stuffed into the tiny wardrobe. After changing into a sleeveless dress, she... [Read More]

Tags: Sad Love Story, Death, Homosexual, Trust, Unloved, Family, Sad, Pain, Truth
Votes: 4
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The One True Person

alicia

28 Feb, 2013 07:28 PM

We can all say we have had one true person in our life. The one that listens,cares, and loves us. Mine was my grandpa, He was always there for me. When I was younger and I felt like no one cared, he always did. He never told me his heart was failing and he was in pain most of the time. Never told me, never showed it, never complained. He was always happy and tried his best to get me everything I wanted and to make me happy. I could tell him anything and everything he never judged me. I always thought he would be there and I never thought he would pass away. The day my parents told me he died I felt like my heart shattered. I burst into tears and couldn't stop crying I put my head in my knees and cried on my parents floor I... [Read More]

Tags: Regret, Care, Love, Chances, Death, Sad, Family
Votes: 4
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Why?

Vee

03 Apr, 2013 03:22 AM

I seriously am a lost little kitten. When I was young, my mother and father got a divorce. That didn't stop my father to keep tormenting my lovely hard working mother. He would call in the middle of the night, just to say "hi" and curse at my mother in all ways possible in our language, and in the English language too. Sometimes he came over too. I have bad memory, but one memory I remember clearly is when my mother and father were fighting in the bathroom, and my father broke his cologne bottle near my mother's feet, nearly cutting her feet up. I was in the corner peeking in, and was startled a lot. When my father stomped out of the house, my mother ran after him, pissed off (we live in an apartment, and were afraid of always getting kicked out cause of him.) I was left... [Read More]

Tags: Sadness, Loneliness, Suicidal, Moving On, Father, Family
Votes: 3
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Start of all Problems

Jerry m

15 Jan, 2013 06:24 PM

It started towards the end of my 5th grade year. My dad worked for the mortuary and was never home. He could be called to work at any moment and I didn't see him much but I was so close to him. He was the best father. He took me places. He has taken me to Wyoming, Utah, Nebraska,and Kansas. He took us to dinner and we would sit and play Xbox all day together. I miss him so much. One night I saw my dad packing up some stuff. I went to his room and asked, " where are you going dad?" He looked at me and replied," I am going to the hospital," at the time me and him weren't exactly getting along. We had been fighting for days because I was bullied in school and hit the kid bullying me. He deserved it but he didn't think... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Loved One, Drugs, Father, Family, Sad, Missing, Memories
Votes: 3
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Diary of a growing boy

Nathan Jacobs

26 Dec, 2012 02:09 PM

The only story I'll ever tell will be my own, the way I felt and never could tell..............(this is written right out of my brother journal, my brother always wanted to publish his life story) If only one second I could take back it could have changed my life and I would have changed it a million times over. the day when I realized its to late. I start this story at the age of 10, I didn't want to go to school like always but only for the soul purpose to not get into some sort of trouble with teachers and students alike. My mom couldn't handle me and my step dad only knew to beat me when nothing else he could do would help. My grandparents took me away and said not another day will I live with all my family again. Not realizing what I had just... [Read More]

Tags: Lonley, Confused, Boy, Death, Unloved, Missing, Sad, Suicide, Family
Votes: 3
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Found and Lost

Shasha

08 Dec, 2012 06:26 PM

Well how is it that some people get lucky in their love and life ? I always had this question which could never be answered by many of them, some tried answering but I was never satisfied with it. How do I start the story? well I came across a girl name PIYA who was born and brought up as a boarder from her nursery days till she was done with her schooling, a girl who is quit a tom boy cause she was grown up with guys around her, a kid who always took a car over a doll, joyful kid you could say. As a kid PIYA always missed her mom and always wanted to live with her, Piya always wanted to live like any other family did but Piya said her life had planned something else for her, she has a brother who is 10 years younger... [Read More]

Tags: True Story, Lost, Family, Unloved, Sad, Death, Love, Sadness, Life
Votes: 3
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Relationships

Kimeca Donald

08 Dec, 2012 04:52 AM

There is a boy that really likes me. I like him too. He always tell me he wants to be my boyfriend but I keep telling no he can't. But he still insists. He didn't know I liked him and that's why he thinks I say no when he makes a preposition to be with me; And that is when I explained why we could not be together. I told him that I was in love with him and that I would willingly get into a relationship with him in a heartbeat but the problem is my dad. He got very vexed with me and stopped talking to me for a couple of days. My dad doesn't want me to have a boyfriend and if I get one he's going to kick me out of the house. If he kicks me out of the house my godfather would hurriedly take... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Depression, Waiting, Family, Sad
Votes: 3
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Why have I always been alone?

S...

16 Nov, 2012 10:55 PM

I haven't. In fact, I was never meant to be alone, but that changed when I was too young to remember. I lost my twin when I was about one year old. But I didn't know it. So this is how I was until a year or so ago: I developed a huge fear of losing a loved one, even though I wasn't aware of having ever lost anyone. that caused my OCD. So with those recurring anxieties, I was stressed, tired and afraid and always alone, even when I was with others. I was making it by, like other OCD sufferers, when I learned that I had lost my twin sister at a very early age. I overheard it, and after some dis belief, and digging around through my parents things, I found a few photos. I was forced to face my dead sister. That day I became an... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Family, Depression, Insomnia, True Story, Missing, Loneliness, Sad, Pain
Votes: 3
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Abused Memories

Lilith

17 Oct, 2012 03:25 PM

When I was 3 years old my mom and dad divorced over letters. He was in Iraq in the army, so I barely knew him. A year later my mom gets a new boyfriend, yay for her bad for me. He hated me so much I still don't know why, but anyway he abused me. I'm not talking about once a week slap across the face. I'm talking throwing hammers at you while you hide, kicking you over and over, and nailing your fingers to a wall. My mom never knew this, my dad came back when I was 5 and I had weekly visits on the weekends. When I would get into trouble at his house he would yell a little and tell me not to do it again, I flinched the second he yelled...I was skittish like a stray cat. He went to court and my mother was... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Sadness, Pain, Family, Betrayal, Divorce, Separation, Sad
Votes: 3
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Celebration Of Life Over Limitations

yuan

30 Sep, 2011 10:06 AM

All through my life up until now, I've controlled how to express my emotions, not because I didn't feel them, I felt them very deeply, but I certainly suppressed my inferiority and discontentment. Being a poor kid, I knew how to pretend I wasn't hungry, to act like I wasn't cold when I was freezing , and to feel like people?s words didn't hurt just because my state didn't give me the liberty to complain. My young heart was screaming up to the top of my lungs but words seemed hesitant to come out. I was mum as if the feeling never exist. There were several moments in my past life that my pride was confronted and had to convince myself to understand and give pardon although I knew things weren't right. I was tired of this negative emotion and I felt so dissatisfied. My fierce motivated me. They provoked... [Read More]

Tags: Life, Inspiration, Sad Story, Family
Votes: 3
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