Sadtears Stories

"You shouldn't pretend to be something your not," "Believe me, I know... it's just not that easy. I can't just walk up to her, take of my hijab and say 'I'm Christian again!'," "Why not?," "Because she'd kick me out and I don't have anywhere else to go?," "You could stay with me," (Actual Description Inside)

"Chalk isn't magical, Nicky! It's chalk!," Nicholas showed her his paper with the left over chalk residue. "But it is! Look, I drew a picture of a flower and it came to life!," Cameron sighed and shook her head. "I'm gonna go fix lunch," Nicholas huffed as she left. He had to ge her to believe him. And he had the perfect idea of what he should draw to do so.

Once there was a 22 years old British singer and 37 years old actor.. They were best friends when the singer was 13 years old girl , and that's when the singer released her first album . They thought they'll be best friend forever. But what if the singer fall in love with the actor? Will that change their lives?

If any of these stories you people may consider becoming a book, please say so. I know that there are a lot of books like these, but I'm doing it anyways. ******************************************************************************************* This is a warning. My writing is not the best, and I will be writing things that don't suite well with people. For example: R-rated scenes, swearing, self-harm, and some other topics that may trigger people. Do NOT comment that what you read was way too graphic, and that you didn't have a warning of the content. So if any of these topic bother you, I suggest not to read this book. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. ******************************************************************************************* Sneak Peak The pain in my heart, it's unbearable. It feels like a hole has been ripped through, and only he can fill it. Only he can make me feel complete, and that scares me the most. I promised myself that I would be independent, and no one would see me weak. But I let him see me in that way, see my every flaw. But what truly petrifies me, is that I gave my own freedom up, and now I can't get it back. Now, all I do is cry. I haven't been out of my house since the incident. And it happened a week ago.

Poems written by someone with a broken heart