Select a journey into the land of sorrow.

Death Is Life - This is my saddest tale. It's based on the life of a high school friend. It tells of a young boy's pain after a tragic accident claims his parents. He tries to escape but cannot. I remember the night he told us this sad story. Usually he never said much, or showed much emotion, but that night as we were watching a news report about a car crash, he started crying uncontrollably. We asked him what was wrong. He told us about his tragic past. A week later I wrote this story about him. It never fails to bring a tear to my eye.

A Lonely World - I wrote this story about a close friend I had in college. We first met in English 201 and became friends really fast. We hung out together a lot and talked about everything. She was a great friend, but she also had some serious problems. We'd go out clubbing about every weekend, and she got a lot of attention from the guys. She was so insecure though, and would get really weird whenever anyone got close to her. She could be so cruel sometimes, and I saw her break more than one guy's heart. Afterwards she'd be so depressed that she wouldn't talk for days. Then she'd brighten up and want to go out again. One day I finally asked her what goes through her head whenever she meets a guy and she told me all these crazy things. I was stunned, but I did learn why she was the way she was. I wrote this story about her.
 
Sweet Sorrow - I wrote this story for a man I met on the internet. He had read my tales of sorrow and was moved by them. We exchanged e-mail for a while and he began to talk about his beard. A woman had asked him to shave off his beard and he had done so. He even sent me a picture of how he looked without it. I asked him who the woman was and why he would shave off his beard for her. He told me. She was his dearest love. He loved her with all of his heart. He would do anything she asked. Then he told me about how they met. He told me of the times they spent together. And he told me how she had died. He had his own tale of sorrow. He wanted to share it with me. He let me share it with the world. Here is his tragic story.
 
Darkest Desire - Here is my darkest and most painful story. It is the story of my suicide attempt. The doctor told me that I "did a real good job on myself" and that I would have died if my parents hadn't found me in time. At the time I didn't care. I had no reason to live. I remembered my mother carrying on in the hospital about how much I scared her and how much I hurt her by trying to kill myself. She usually makes me feel really guilty when she starts yelling but for some reason I felt nothing at all. Instead I saw how selfish and childish she was. I nearly died and all she could think about was herself. From then on she could no longer make me feel guilty or ashamed. I was free from my mother's judgments. I was free to be myself. I began to discover who I really was. I've had dark moods since my attempt, but none nearly as deep. It's strange how I had to come so close to dying before I could start to truly live. I wrote this story in the hospital while I was recovering. I can't always bear to read it. It takes me back to that awful time in my life and I start to feel all those same horrible feelings once again. But there are times when it feels good to read a sad story. Here is mine.