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人類は調和したのか？VY2V3 = Me | Kagamine Len Act 1 = You
Lol, before I list them I just wanna say; first world problems. lmao.
Umm I guess the saddest thing would be...that I...failed my high school exams like three times. I really felt hopeless and like I wouldnt be able to graduate from high school.
I didnt gave up though, I just kept pressing on until I passed!
Yea...nothing really depressing or heartbreaking has happened to me as of yet. I'm really weakhearted and emotional so when it does happen, I'll be a wreck for quite some time but I'm sure I'll be able to pull myself back up.
"They didn't need to tell eachother. They never needed to tell eachother."
Story time for me. The saddest thing that happened to me was when my first cat, Lily, died. I was like 13 and guess that crushed the possibility of me ever being truly happy again. She was the best thing that happened to me and then she died of leukemia, it was sad because I found her as a stray kitten and fed her and even sneaked her inside my room (I'm allergic to cats) even though my parents didn't want her in the house. In a while they grew accustomed to her being around the house that they finally let her live with us, she was my best friend and would always come when I called her name. She died because my mom put her to sleep because she didn't want to suffer, I would like to think that she wouldn't suffer because she would be with me in her last moments but I know that's not true. Never have a felt a pain equivalent to what I felt the day I found out she died and weeks after that.
Last edited by Xeyuzio; 03-07-2012 at 04:57 PM.
人類は調和したのか？VY2V3 = Me | Kagamine Len Act 1 = You
Just a heads up, mostly everyone will say when someone/something died.
Anyway, mine was when I was about 7-8. I had somewhere near 9 cats, and -all- of them died within two weeks from various things (though none of it was my fault). I was depressed for like a year after that.
When my plans FAILED...it makes my whole world sad...
Love Your enemies
When upgrading to iOS 5 rendered my old gen iTouch useless.
No power in the 'verse can stop me...
My dog died.
I was all excited to go to college and just days before I got a new car since mine was a POS.. I was to pay half and my dad was to pay the other half.. Later that night my aunt comes banging on our door to tell the news I guess you can probably assume....
So since I was the only child of his I had to take care of all the arrangements. I also had to be at college since I was a day late for orientation so as soon as we were done at the graveyard I hoped in my car and drove 6hrs away to college. Yup.. Oh and I had to pay my car in full as well.
Then there was the time my g-pa passed.... You haven't seen a girl go crazy until that time... Talk about loopy... I could probably have ripped your face clean off out of frustration and anger and sadness. I was not one to be trifled with at that point of time.. Took MOOOONTHS to calm down.
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i was at a party one. having a good time, sipping some brew. it fairly un-eventful. but then i had to go to the bathroom. so i slowly creeped my way through the crowd freshly opened 40oz Bud light in hand. i found the bathroom and took care of my business. then walked back out to the party. danced with some ladies, sipped on my 40, and continued having me a good old time. but suddenly, this enormous mass of steroid injected muscle started pushing its way through the crowd heading in my general direction. the white hulk then stumbled into a very frail young lady and made her fall into me. normally someone so light would be easy for me to catch. however, due to me inebriated state, i lost my balance and my grip loosened.
From the corner of my eye, i watched as the glistening brown bottle filled with what to me was more precious gold, slowly slip out of my grasp. time seemed to slow as i helplessly watched my 40oz Bud Light appear to become smaller and smaller as it tumbled toward the dark grey tiled floor. i remember crying out in my mind...
But to no avail...
upon impact i watched as fissures raced across the surface of my dearest 40.
The divine, golden liquid cascaded into the air! and i could not help but to fall to my knees and mourn the loss of one of my closest friends...
...still brings a tear to my eye to even think about it...
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We had a Rottweiler, and she had puppies about three weeks before I was born. We sold all but one and so I basically grew up with him. We lived out on an acreage, so it wasn't easy to get to other peoples houses, and even if it had been I was a quiet child, smarter than the other idiots, and bullied... So he was my best friend, as lame as that may sound. I mean he was old when I was still a child but.. Anyway, he died of cancer. It originated in his leg but by the time a lump showed and we talked to the vet it had already traveled into his lungs... I remember crying for what seemed like a week afterward, and when I first found out he was dying, I sat sobbing, singing to him. Not a pretty sight... Actually, one song still pushes me to a state of sadness as it reminds me... But I have not remembered him for... a long time.
Also, the day my mother told me that she was leaving my father. The same day my sister explained that it was obvious it was coming, as normal couples don't act like they do, though how I was supposed to know that... *shrug*... The same day I saw my father cry for the first time. The first time she asked me to lie for her and I did without question because she was my mother...
Bleh. I was already in a melancholy mood when I first logged onto AF haha, this may have come off more... blah than I had intended :X
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"Everyone tries to define this thing called Character. It's not hard. Character is doing what's right when nobody's looking."
Moving away and losing all my friends... every 5 years or so throughout my childhood.
Getting played and cheated on by a girl I was crazy in love with. Meh, I was despressed for a good few months.
(But I found someone 100x better :3 )
"I tried tell all my friends when I was a kid that I had powers,
and nobody wanted to believe me."Scott ♥
Telling my nan her first born (my uncle) had passed away when she was laid up in hospital after they broke her hip in an amazing act of medical negligence.
Then being the subsequent family to read a eulogy and poem and my only Uncles funeral.
I win the unwinable thread?
My heart, and trust were broken by my ex who was also one of my best friends. I'm over it for the most part, but its never a good feeling to have someone close to you hurt you in such a way.
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Most of my sad stories are too confidential but I'll share that happened today.
I didn't place as a honor student and I fell from my position as top 4th male student. I dunno. This year was the year where I did my best.
I'm feeling bitter really. I got good scores on exams (except math and science) but I sucked at art projects which was unfair for me and my other classmates said that my work was impressive and has a good concept but ended getting the lowest scores while those works which are simple got the perfect score.
I'm pretty depressed today. But slowly im moving on cause I really wasn't expecting to get all of what I want.
Well, sometimes I do believe that no matter how you put effort onto work, they don't appreciate it or somewhat like that.
I lost half of my earrings down the drain...
I was born. Enough said.
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The saddest thing to ever happen to me? Umh...
Well , i always lived with my grandmother , and she was quite abusive , while my mother was literally my best friend( she lived a couple of hours away) , so naturally i loved her... Then she got married and didnt talk to me for about a year. I assumed it was because she was busy or something... Then one day , i was hanging out at the mall with some friends when i see her there , bowling with her new family. She looks at me , I look at her , wave at her , and she has a completely blank face for around a second and goes back to playing bowling witouth aknowledging me. Didnt talk much to her after that.
The other saddest thing that happened to me was when i found out my mother used to be a prostitute.
I was always lucky to say that nothing truly sad had ever happened to me, and so I had problems with comforting others.
But, two years ago, I lost someone very important to me; my beloved dog.
I began to notice that he was having trouble with his vision, because when I would walk him around the neighborhood he would run into things.
However, I have owned animals my entire life, especially dogs. He was getting older, and I chalked it up to being a case of cataract.
Though, it wasn't especially alarming at first, he slowly began to have more complications with his sight. Until, one day I was petting him and he acted as if he didn't even know I was there.
I took him to the Vet clinic, and they said that he was almost %100 blind. I was so distraught for a long time, but then he started to progressively get worse.
I was walking him on a beautiful starry night, when I noticed he was bleeding when he tried to go to the bathroom.
Terrified, I rushed him to the clinic once again, and when I say rush I really mean rush. I was surprised I didn't get arrested, because I was over the speed limit.
The veterinarian that examined him this time was the son of the man who originally saved my dog's life when he was a puppy, so I knew he was in good hands.
I paced the waiting room outside, and eventually my whole family showed up to wait also.
After what seemed like an eternity, the vet came out to tell us the diagnosis, and what came next would be burned into my memory forever.
He said that my dog, Sparky, had a stroke. And that all his internal organs were shutting down, thus explaining the blood.
I was left with two very drastic options; I could choose to let them give him a medication that would keep him alive for another week or so, but he would be in extreme amounts of pain. Or I could have him euthanized, letting him have a very peaceful and humane death.
He said that it seemed my dog had been holding on for months, and that broke my heart even further. Because he didn't want to leave.
I knew it would be selfish to keep him around just for my personal reasons, and so I let him be put to sleep.
My family and I were allowed to say our goodbyes before it happened, each of us sobbing. I was one of the last to see him, when I approached, he looked at me with a fear in his eyes and his heart rate increased. He always worried when I would cry, because I rarely ever did.
I stroked his soft fur for the last time, I laid my head on his body and listened, I wrapped my cross around his neck, and told him I loved him.
When I left the clinic, I immediately fell to the ground on my knees in the parking lot. I cried harder than ever before, I sounded like I was being tortured, and if you asked me I would say I was.
My sister helped me off the ground as I wailed and moaned, I couldn't even breathe, I didn't even want to.
I looked up into the sky, mentally begging the question of why?, when I noticed it wasn't raining any longer.
The entire week had been stormy, the sky turned an ugly dull color. But, it wasn't when I looked.
A bright ray of sunshine shined down on my face, and then a beautiful rainbow appeared. And I knew, he was in a better place.
The ride back to my sister's place was silent, however. She wiped the tears with the back of her hand while she drove, I stared out the window numbly.
I thought that this was all just a horrible dream, I prayed to God it was. The scenery passed by the window in a blur.
I remembered the day I first met him, how he was just a small puppy that fit into a coat pocket. I was just four years old, and he was the best Christmas gift.
I remembered playing in the snow with him, walking him around the local park. I grew up with him, he was my best friend, he was like a brother.
After that, I had a long struggle with the fact that he was gone. Even now, I expect him to be waiting eagerly at the door when I come home.
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