Sad Stories

Story #1

Take time to read this!

Her hair was up in a pony tail,

her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy's Day at school,

and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,

that she probably should stay home.

Why the kids might not understand,

if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;

she knew just what to say.

What to tell her classmates

of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,

for her to face this day alone.

And that was why once again,

she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school

eager to tell them all.

About a dad she never sees;

a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet.

Children squirming impatiently,

anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,

every child turned to stare.

Each of them was searching,

for a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"

she heard a boy call out.

"She probably doesn't have one,"

another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,

she heard a daddy say,

"Looks like another deadbeat dad,

too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,

as she smiled up at her Mom.

And looked back at her teacher,

who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,

slowly she began to speak.

And out from the mouth of a child,

came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,

because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be,

since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,

I wanted you to know.

All about my daddy,

and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories

he taught me to ride my bike.

He surprised me with pink roses,

and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,

and ice cream in a cone.

And though you cannot see him.

I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,

even though we are apart

I know because he told me,

he'll forever be in my heart"


With that, her little hand reached up,

and lay across her chest.

Feeling her own heartbeat,

beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads,

her mother stood in tears.

Proudly watching her daughter,

who was wise beyond her years.


For she stood up for the love

of a man not in her life.

Doing what was best for her,

doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,

staring straight into the crowd.

She finished with a voice so soft,

but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,

he's my shining star.

And if he could, he'd be here,

but heaven's just too far

You see he was a firefighter

and died just this past year

When airplanes hit the towers

and taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,

it's like he never went away."

And then she closed her eyes,

and she saw him there that day.

And to her mothers amazement,

she witnessed with surprise

A room full of daddies and children,

all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,

who knows what they felt inside.

Perhaps for merely a second,

they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"

to the silence she called out.

And what happened next made believers,

of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,

for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk beside her,

was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed,

if only for a moment,

by the love of her shining star.

And given the gift of believing,

that heaven is never too far.


They say it takes a minute to find a

special person, an hour to appreciate them,

a day to love them, but then an entire

life to forget them.

REPOST THIS TO SHOW APPRECIATION for the people you'll never forget . It's a short message to let them know that you'll never forget them.

If you don't REPOST THIS, it means you're

in a hurry and that you've forgotten your friends.

Take the time...to live and love.

Until eternity








Story #2


This is sooo sad...



boy- I missed u at school today, why weren't you there?

girl- Yeah, I had to go to the doctor.

boy- Oh really? Why?

girl- Oh nothing, annual shots, thats all.

boy- Oh

girl- So what did we do in math today?

boy- You didn't miss anything that great.......just lots of notes

girl- Ok good

boy- Yeah

girl- Hey I have a question......

boy- Ok, ask away

girl-........how much do you love me?

boy- You know i love you more than anything

girl- yeah.....

boy- Why did u ask?

girl-................>silence<..........

boy- Is something wrong?

girl- No nothing at all

boy- Good.

girl- ..............how much do u care about me?

boy- I would give you the world in a heartbeat if I could.

girl- you would?

boy- Yeah.........of course I would >sounding worried< is there something wrong??

girl- No, everythings fine......

boy- Are you sure?

girl- yeah

boy- Ok.......i hope so.

girl- ..............would you die for me?

boy- I would take a bullet for you any day, hun

girl- really?

boy- Any day; now seriously, is there something wrong???

girl- No I am fine, your fine, we're fine, everyones fine.

boy- ............ok

girl-......................well i have to go I will see you tomorrow at school.

boy- Alright, bye. I LOVE YOU.

girl- Yeah, i love you to, bye.

THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL:

boy- Hey, have u seen my girlfriend today?

friend- No

boy- Oh

friend- She wasn't here yesterday either.

boy- I know, she was acting all weird on the phone last night.

friend- well you know how girls are sometimes

boy- Yeah........but not her.

friend- I don't know what else to say

boy- Ok well i gotta get to English, I will see you after school.

friend- yeah i gotta get to science. See you then

THAT NIGHT:

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girl- Hello?

boy- Hey

girl- Oh, hi.

boy- Why weren't you at school today?

girl- Uh.......i had another doctor appointment.

boy- Are u sick?

girl- ..................um i have to go, my mom's calling on my other line.

boy- I will wait.

girl- It may take a while, I will call you later.

boy-........alright, i love you hun.

very long pause<


girl- (with tear in her eye) look, I think we should break up.

boy- What???

girl- It's the best thing for us right now.

boy- Why????

girl- I love u.
click<


THE GIRL DOESN'T COME TO SCHOOL FOR 3 MORE WEEKS, AND DOESN'T ANSWER HER PHONE.

boy- Hey dude

friend- Hey

boy- What's up

friend- nothing, hey have you talked to your ex lately?

boy- No

friend- So you didn't hear?

boy- Hear what?

friend- Um I don't know if i should be the one to tell you......

boy- Dude, tell me

friend- Uh....call this number....433-555-3468

boy- Ok............

BOY CALLS NUMBER AFTER SCHOOL

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voice- Hello, Suppam county hospital, this is nurse Beckam.

boy- Uh.......I must have the wrong number, I am looking for my friend.

voice- What is her name, sir?
(boy gives info)

voice- Yes, this is the right number, she is one of our patients here.

boy- really? why? What happened??? How is she???

voice- Her room number is ..646, in building A, suite 3.

boy- WHAT HAPPENED??!!!!

voice- please come by sir and you can see her, goodbye.

boy- WAIT! NO!
*dial tone*

BOY GOES TO HOSPITAL, AND TO ROOM ..646, BUILDING A, SUITE 3. GIRL IS LYING IN THE HOSPITAL BED.

boy- omg are u ok??

girl- ..................

boy- Sweetie!! Talk to me!!

girl- I..........

boy- You what?? U WHAT???

girl- I have cancer and I am on life support

boy- .....................>breaks into tears<......................

girl- They're taking me off tonight

boy- why??

girl- I wanted to tell you but I couldn't

boy- Why didn't u tell me????

girl- I didn't want to hurt u.

boy- You could never hurt me

girl- I just wanted to see if u felt about me as the same i felt about u.

boy- ?

girl- I love you more than anything, I would give you the world in a heartbeat. I would die for you and take a bullet for you.

boy- ...........

girl- Don't be sad, I love you and I will always be here with you

boy- then why did u break up with me?

nurse- young man, visiting hours are over.

BOY LEAVES, GIRL IS TAKEN OFF LIFE SUPPORT, AND DIES.

but what the boy didn't know is that the girl only asked him those questions so she could hear him say it one last time, and she only broke up with him because she knew she only had 3 more weeks to live, and thought it would cause him less pain and give him time to get over her before she died.

NEXT DAY

The boy is found dead with a gun in his hand..with a note in the other...
THE NOTE SAID:I told her I would take a bullet for her....just like she said she would die for me...


Copy and paste this if you cried at this story..If u don't you don't have a heart..








Story #3


YOU CANNOT STOP UNTIL YOU REACH THE END THEN YOU MUST HAVE A VERY BIG HEART...
Mommy.. Johnny brought a gun to school,

He told his friends that it was cool,

And when he pulled the trigger back,

It shot with a great crack.

Mommy, I was a good girl,

I did what I was told,

I went to school,

I got straight A's,

I even got the gold!

But Mommy, when I went to school that day,

I never said good-bye,

I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go,

But Mommy, please don't cry.

When Johnny shot the gun, He hit me and another,

And all because Johnny,

Got the gun from his older brother.

Mommy, please tell Daddy;

That I love him very much,

And please tell Trevor; my boyfriend;

That it wasn't just a crush.

And tell my little sister;

That she is the only one now,

And tell my dear sweet grandmother;

I'll be waiting for her now,

And tell my wonderful friends;

That they always were the best;

Mommy, I'm not the first,

I'm no better than the rest.

Mommy, tell my teachers;

I won't show up for class,

And never to forget this,

And please don't let this pass.

Mommy, why'd it have to be me?

No one deserves this,

Mommy, warn the others,

Mommy I left without a kiss.

And Mommy tell the doctors;

I know they really did try,

I think I even saw a doctor,

Trying not to cry.

Mommy, I'm slowly dying,

With a bullet in my chest,

But Mommy please remember,

I'm in heaven with the rest.

Mommy I ran as fast as I could,

When I heard that crack,

Mommy, listen to me if you would,

I wanted to go to college,

I wanted to try things that were new,

I guess I'm not going with Daddy,

On that trip to the new zoo.

I wanted to get married,

I wanted to have a kid,

I wanted to be an actress, Mommy,

I wanted to live.

But Mommy I must go now,

The time is getting late,

Mommy, tell my Trevor, I'm sorry

but I had to cancel the date.

I love you Mommy, I always have,

I know; you know it's true,

And Mommy all I wanted to say is,

"Mommy, I love you."

****In Loving Memory of The Columbine Students Who Were Lost****
Please if you would,
Pass this around,
I'd be happy if you could,
Don't smash this on the ground.
If you pass this on,
Maybe people will cry,
Just keep this in your heart,
For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".
Now you have 2 choices,
1) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as "Try Not To Cry"

2) Don't send it, and you have just proven how cold-hearted you really
are








Story #4


i got this from a nice persons blog.

I'm laying in a cage
I'm feeling scared and sad
I've been here for a week
I was left by my dad

I joined him as a puppy
He fast became my friend
He cared for me with love
Said he'd love me to the end

Then my dad got older
He found a new mate
She really didn't like me
Said I was out of date

They brought me here a week ago
A lady took me at the desk
She put me in this cage
And left me with the rest

A whole week has passed
I'm still here alone
He hasn't come back
He's left me all alone

The lady's coming to me
Lifting me up
She takes me to a table
And says, "Good pup".

She's pulling out a needle
It stings like a bee
Now she is crying
Saying bye to me

He left me here alone
He stopped loving me
He left me in a cage
But now I'm free.

Don't abandon your pet. They love you, and will be loyal to you till the end. Shouldn't you do the same for them? If you love your pet, or cats and dogs at all, post this poem in your blog.








Story #5

I got this off of Hopeful96's blog. It is SO sad.


Dear mom:

I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.

You told me not to drink, Mom
So I had a sprite instead.

I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.

I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right,
The party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight.

I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mom
Something I expected least.

Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mom, his voice seems far away.

My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
This girl is going to die.

I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
Now I would have to die.

So why do people do it, Mom
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives.

Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
Tell daddy to be brave,
And when I go to heaven,
Put Daddy's Girl on my grave.

Someone should have taught him,
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
And I'm so unprepared.

I wish that you could hold me Mom,
As I lie here and die.
I wish i could say
I love you and Goodbye.

Post this on your blog if you were sad by the end of it.







Story #6

Very Sad

I found this somewhere,very sad

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.

The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.

The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny,

are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.

She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."

"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check

again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

"OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"

Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''



"My mommy loves white roses."



A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.



I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.



I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young

woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical

state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the

life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is

still, to this day, hard to imagine.

And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.


Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message, or

2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.







Story # 7

Her name was Auroura
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endore

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
" God, why? Why is
My life always sinking? "

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
" You deserve to die
You worthless pest! "

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms



A child dies every day from child abuse. And if you have an ounce of pity in you for little Auroura and you hate child abuse with a passion you will repost this and help out those abused children and let them know that someone cared for them.







Story #8

1 MONTH:
Mommy, guess what! I am a little ball now, and soon I will be a little baby! I don't know if I am a boy or girl, but just you wait!
2 MONTHS:
Yes, Mommy! I have the form of a body, but I still don't know if I am a girl. I know you want to get rid of something, I can feel it in your heart, but I don't know! What is it Mommy?
3 MONTHS:
Mommy! Mommy! I have fingers and toes! My head is here to, and Mommy, why does your heart slow down and get sad? It is hurting me, Mommy.
4 MONTHS:
Mommy, I heard you and a guy screaming. He said, "I don't want it!" and you said, "Me neither, but that is what you get for not protecting me!" Mommy, are you hurt?
5 MONTHS:
Guess what Mommy, you heard the doctor, I am a girl! Mommy, you are crying! Mommy, what is wrong? Mommy? MOMMY! Mommy, I am worried!
6 MONTHS:
OWCH! MOMMY! The doctor hurt me! He put a sharp stick in me, and it burns Mommy. It.....It.....i......t......Mommy, I am tired. I am going to take a nap.........goodnight Mommy.....
DEAD:
Stacy, my supposed to be mother, I am in Heaven now. God explained to me what abortion is, and I don't understand you. Why would you do this to me, your child? Why would you ruin the life I never got to live?
Mommy, you could have given me away, I don't care, but kill me? Mommy, when I got to Heaven, I saw all the possibilities I could have had. Don't you get it Stacy? You are a murderer, you broke a commandment.
When you die and come to Heaven, God says you will come, I am never going to call you 'Mommy'. I will never think of you more than just a murderer to a young life.




TO ALL THE KIDS WHO NEVER HAD A LIFE, THIS IS TO YOU!

stop abortion. IT IS MURDER!