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I didn't mourn my brother's death, and I felt like a monster for it.

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My friend doesn't talk to me anymore.

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The last man alive hears knocking.

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"Shh, shh..." he whispered, stroking his shivering son's hair.

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'Haunted doll, a foot tall, comes with a stand'

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Kyrylo and Bohuslava sing to their son as his breaths grow shallow and his weary heart gives in, their grief tempered with relief that he no longer has to suffer through the cancer that would soon kill them too.

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I lost my virginity when I was eighteen

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My heart breaks as I watch my son stumbling blindly around the house, searching desperately for an exit he won't find.

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Every day on her way home, she spoke with two of the little boys at the orphanage, wishing with all her heart that she could take them with her

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Curled up in the shelter of a gutter, the little girl cradled her silent baby brother

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Title	Upvotes	Subreddit	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
I didn't mourn my brother's death, and I felt like a monster for it.	2499	TwoSentenceSadness
My friend doesn't talk to me anymore.	2026	TwoSentenceHorror
The last man alive hears knocking.	1367	TwoSentenceSadness
"Shh, shh..." he whispered, stroking his shivering son's hair.	547	TwoSentenceSadness
'Haunted doll, a foot tall, comes with a stand'	406	TwoSentenceHorror
Kyrylo and Bohuslava sing to their son as his breaths grow shallow and his weary heart gives in, their grief tempered with relief that he no longer has to suffer through the cancer that would soon kill them too.	326	TwoSentenceSadness
I lost my virginity when I was eighteen	235	TwoSentenceSadness
My heart breaks as I watch my son stumbling blindly around the house, searching desperately for an exit he won't find.	161	TwoSentenceHorror
Every day on her way home, she spoke with two of the little boys at the orphanage, wishing with all her heart that she could take them with her	156	TwoSentenceSadness
Curled up in the shelter of a gutter, the little girl cradled her silent baby brother	135	TwoSentenceSadness