Sad Short 소설 & 이야기

(smirked) Ada: "I am so sorry. Please let me go?" Kai Schneider: "Let you go? After spending one year just to find you back?"(The voice seems higher) Ada:" I know, I know. I am so stupid and I shouldn't be alive either. But I don't have any feelings for you anymore!" Kai Schneider: "You mean that you lose feelings toward me?" Ada: "Yes…Because you are scary and I can't spend my time anymore with you.."

she admitted sadly. Omigosh!

“Can sense your sadness. What is it?” “I used to have a cat; you know. A black cat who was a soul eater. His name was blue… um, Queen Zoraida ordered it to be killed and it sounds crazy but that day broke me.” My mouth tightened as I frowned at the thought of Mr. Blue. [Flashback] “Come back…” I had trailed those words in tears. “Please come back. I have no one to talk to. They all curse and hate me.” “Please come back.”

Layla's voice was softer, she said, "Alright. Everything is solvable. If you want to cry, cry, cry a lot. The person next to you is me, you don't have to be afraid, live with your feelings. Cry, cry a lot." Layla is quite a delicate person, she will not use meaningless words to comfort Sarah, who is in a sad state. She will encourage Sarah to cry more because this is the only way to relieve sadness. Sarah will be more comfortable when she cries. Sarah heard Layla's words, she cried more. Sarah's cry sounded like it wanted to tear the sky.

Tbc. Sorry...😭😘😘😘

My eyes bloodshot red, tears streaming down without stopping. "You are not angry, you are just sad. And I want you to suffer. If you die you will get what you want 'peace' and I don't want that to happen. You know what is scarier than death? It's life! " I couldn't stand him anymore. I rapidly took steps backwards and started to run out of the room.

◇DON POV◇ Months are passing like days, when we felt everything and we are happy, that's when troubles started adding one by one, liam gone crazy did a crazy act, which brought differences in our friendship and lamb lost her friend no matter how hard I try to make her happy, she is getting depressed continuously, I don't know how to make this girl alright, I'm feeling like I'm dying every second while watching her like this, I want her to be like before

Each shared experience, once a source of joy, now carried the weight of longing, a testament to the void left by Sophia's departure. Sandra's grieving heart became a canvas where the hues of sorrow blended with the brushstrokes of cherished moments. The depth of her sadness was etched in the furrowed lines on her forehead and the glistening tears that lingered in the corners of her eyes. The room, once vibrant with the echoes of their shared laughter, now bore witness to a solemn solitude—a space where Sandra grappled with the absence of her dearest friend, finding both comfort and heartache in the fragments of their shared past.

“THEY HATE ME AND KILLED MY OLD MUM BECAUSE SHE LIKES ME WHY DOES DADDY HATE EVERYONE? I HATE THIS PLACE, I HATE DALE.”

“You know, you were sick and everything...” Seema rolled her eyes and ran a hand down her face. “Listen, I’m S-I-K-H, okay? You’re Jewish, Zehra’s a Muslim and I’m Sikh. Get it?” “Oh.” Ivanka looked dumbstruck. “Sorry...” “It’s fine, I get it all the time. Anyways, gotta run see you around!” Seema said and ran off. Zehra’s phone pinged and she rolled her eyes when she saw that it was an email. Who the hell used email these days? But her mood quickly changed when she saw that it was from Alphastar1.