[quote][B]Last May, I tried to kill myself[/B]. When I got home from the hospital, my family barely said a word.
I went to bed in tears, until my little brother woke me up and dragged me onto our garage roof. He sat and watched the stars with me for two hours, telling me he loved me, and that he wants to make everything better.
My 9yr old brother GMH.[/quote]
[QUOTE=Silversoda;19774871]I really hate to say this,
but I shed a tear from some of these stories, whether or not they are fake.[/QUOTE]
You shouldn't be ashamed. It's a good thing.
[quote] At school, I was often picked on for being different. During one class, the teacher asked people to say what they liked about their fellow class-mates. One girl I barely even knew stood up and said she admired my individuality and courage to be myself. To this day it GMH.[/quote]
I really like this one.
[QUOTE=Silversoda;19774871]I really hate to say this,
but I shed a tear from some of these stories, whether or not they are fake.[/QUOTE]
Lucky, I [i]tried[/i] and failed horribly at it.
I felt hollow on the inside, and now I've reached the conclusion that I'm emotionally impaired. :smithicide:
[QUOTE=voodooattack;19772374]A boy was dying of cancer and needed an expensive brain surgery, but his family, broke and desperate, couldn't afford it. His 8 yr old took sister Tess took her piggy bank savings to a pharmacist in order to buy a 'miracle'. it just so happens that the right man witnessed the little girl's tears at the pharmacy counter: a neurosurgeon. He performed the surgery for free.
:v:[/QUOTE]
This one's fake, I've read it in a book of small stories somewhere. I don't know if I still have it.
[QUOTE=TrueWolF;19778375]This one's fake, I've read it in a book of small stories somewhere. I don't know if I still have it.[/QUOTE]
I already had my doubts but tried to shake them off; I knew something this poetic wouldn't happen on this wretched mothball we live on, but wanted to believe otherwise. :eng99:
Damn it man.. you just had to tell us.. :argh:
[QUOTE=voodooattack;19781884]I already had my doubts but tried to shake them off; I knew something this poetic wouldn't happen on this wretched mothball we live on, but wanted to believe otherwise. :eng99:
Damn it man.. you just had to tell us.. :argh:[/QUOTE]It's just [i]one[/i] story. And who's to say something like that never happened?
I've just read up to page 80, really can't read any more, too much crying for one night.
[quote]A little girl was dying of cancer and her younger brother had a match for the bone marrow she needed. The doctors told him it was a matter of life and death. After he had the surgery, he asked the doctors how long he had to live. He thought if he gave his bone marrow to let his sister live he would die but he did it anyway. GMH[/quote]
:unsmith:
I feel evil.
I read through all the ones posted in this thread, and the most I got was a small dropping feeling in my chest.
Other than that, nothing. I'm glad these people worked it out, but, none of this is really tear-wrenching.
The saddest part is, the realization of this makes me sadder than all these stories combined. :saddowns:
I got to page 15 and cried :(
Now i want to help everyone
[QUOTE=Saheil;19785135]It's just [i]one[/i] story. And who's to say something like that never happened?[/QUOTE]
My pessimistically skeptic nature is now telling me that none of that has ever happened. :frown:
People on this website cry too much. These aren't heartwarming, they're just morbid.
[QUOTE=Sh33p;19790239]People on this website cry too much. These aren't heartwarming, they're just morbid.[/QUOTE]
A lot of these just show the kindness people give to others. I agree, some of them are not heartwarming, but most of them are.
Been reading through this for a while. Haven't cried, it's actually making me feel depressed. It's always a story like "A boy with cancer died and his parents and friends were sad." or "My depressed friend killed herself and her boyfriend cried."
There are some worthwhile ones on there though.
[QUOTE=Sh33p;19790239]People on this website cry too much. These aren't heartwarming, they're just morbid.[/QUOTE]
Go outside and realize there are more feelings than sarcasm and snarkiness.
[QUOTE=kikka;19790658]Go outside more and realize there are more feelings than sarcasm and snarkiness.[/QUOTE]
But sarcasm and snarkiness are the most fun.
[QUOTE=PartyPancake;19790674]But sarcasm and snarkiness are the most fun.[/QUOTE]
But not really heartwarming.
"Gee THANKS grandma, I sure appreciate this money for my son's cancer surgery :jerkbag:"
This is pussy shit.
I :3:'d
[quote]during wwii, my friend's grandpa was captured and tortured, but he refused to reveal his mission. The japanese said if he didn't spill, they would kill the other five captured men. He wouldn't budge. He escaped, but he had to live with their blood on his hands. 25 years later, he found out they all lived. Not a single one talked. Gmh[/quote]
:911:
[quote]One day, while heavily pregnant with me, my mother fainted on the sidewalk. A homeless man she had never seen before made sure she got the hospital safely. Out of gratitude, my parents paid for his art courses at a local art school. 20 years later, and on every holiday, he sends my 4 year old beautiful picture books he illustrated himself. GMH[/quote]
Oh... my... god
I must leave this thread before I summon man-tears.
This isn't from the website. but my step dad raised me since i was 2 and when he hit 36 he was battling lukemia and 3 other types of cancer that i can not recall at the moment. However on march 18th i saw my step father for the last time. It was 10 oclock and my mom made me and my brother go home and we would see him the next day. At 12 that night my step dad woke up and looked at my mother and said i love you and breathed his last breath and lost his long painful battle with cancer. Being it 8 years this march it's still hard to know i was never able to say goodbye to the man that raised me like his own and was a father more so then the man that made me. He taught me the apperaction to the three stooges or classic movies, cars, fishing, hunting, and most of all vegtables. When i turned i'm 18 now and about a month ago i had a dream with him in it and he sat at the foot of my bed and said that he loved me and he was sorry he didn't give me the chance to say goodbye and he explained to me that it would have been way to hard for him to see me cry before he left. he told me that when the time is right he will see me again and i'll have my chance to say goodbye but in the same sense i will be saying hello to him in heaven again, i woke up and it felt warm at the foot of my bed but it was that dream that GMH. I know the story seems far fetched but it's true, and his name was David Stamper and to this day i always say thank you to him where ever he is for making me the man i am.
[QUOTE=Douchebags;19793518]This isn't from the website. but my step dad raised me since i was 2 and when he hit 36 he was battling lukemia and 3 other types of cancer that i can not recall at the moment. However on march 18th i saw my step father for the last time. It was 10 oclock and my mom made me and my brother go home and we would see him the next day. At 12 that night my step dad woke up and looked at my mother and said i love you and breathed his last breath and lost his long painful battle with cancer. Being it 8 years this march it's still hard to know i was never able to say goodbye to the man that raised me like his own and was a father more so then the man that made me. He taught me the apperaction to the three stooges or classic movies, cars, fishing, hunting, and most of all vegtables. When i turned i'm 18 now and about a month ago i had a dream with him in it and he sat at the foot of my bed and said that he loved me and he was sorry he didn't give me the chance to say goodbye and he explained to me that it would have been way to hard for him to see me cry before he left. he told me that when the time is right he will see me again and i'll have my chance to say goodbye but in the same sense i will be saying hello to him in heaven again, i woke up and it felt warm at the foot of my bed but it was that dream that GMH. I know the story seems far fetched but it's true, and his name was David Stamper and to this day i always say thank you to him where ever he is for making me the man i am.[/QUOTE]
That story made my cry.
I'm 16 and am about to have a baby. I work a minimum wage job with about 15 other people who are just barely making it. My boss told me that me being pregnant was making him look bad and that I need to quit. I did. So did everyone else working there.
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At my college graduation everyone is allowed to take a loved one with them as they walk across the stage. The last girl to walk across held the arm of her 90 year old grandpa. As they crossed the stage the chancelor read her grandfathers name. He graduated 60 years ago but didn't get to walk his own graduation because he was fighting in WWII. GMH.
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The hardest part for me about my daughter being autistic is that she didn't recognize me as her mother. This week we were pointing at things in a book- "where's the cat?" "where's the ball?" and I asked her "where's the mommy?" and she turned around and pointed at me. GMH
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When my dad suddenly died, my girlfriend came with me to my parents' house for a week where she cooked every meal, babysat my three nieces, fed the dog, cleaned the house, and spent a lot of her own money on groceries. I later learned her boss didn't want to let her have the week off, so she quit her job to hold my family together. Her love GMH.
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I have a little sister who suffers from mental retardation. My mother told her I was gay and that "gay people don't go to heaven'. My sister started sobbing saying, "It wouldn't be heaven if Paloma wasn't there." My sister's unconditional love GMH.
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I'm crying :(
Everyone who says this sites sucks is heartless.
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My father was diagnosed with cancer and passed away 4 years ago. Recently, I stopped by his online blog. I found out my son had been leaving him comments, saying things like how he missed him, and how he is studying hard in school, and that he would study hard to find a cure to cancer so that people wont miss their grandfather like he does. GMH
[quote][b]A friend of mine does the lighting for Nickelback.[/b] While setting up for a show, he fell 12 feet landing on his head and back. He was not insured and the band paid for all his hospital bills, flew out his girlfriend, his mom, and aunt, and paid for their food and lodging for 2 weeks. Nickelback GMH.[/quote]
This is pretty nice, despite the fact that I absolutely hate their music.
Yesterday my cousin told me about how her hairdresser in Beverly Hills, instead of buying lots of gifts for friends and family, goes to the post office in South Central LA, picks up letters to Santa by poor kids, buys all the gifts they asked for, and personally delivers them to their homes Christmas Eve. His kindness and generosity GMH.
This is one of the nicest things I've seen anyone ever do.
For some reason after I see something dealing with Heaven, I lose interest.
And people think Apple is a heartless corporation.
[quote]A few years ago I was being careless and dropped my new Macbook a few weeks before Christmas, shattering the LCD screen. The $600 repair was made and when we went to pay, the invoice said $0. Behind the counter, they told me "Merry Christmas from Steve Jobs." Thanks, man who didn't take pay for my repair job. You GMH.[/quote]
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