/u/nohemi_trevino's posts in /r/TwoSentenceSadness

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"No, sweetie, it's okay, you'll be okay," the mother said, watching one last tear of pain drip down her daughter's cheek.

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I wait for my daughter to come out from school, watching the door to see who walks through.

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"Is the worst part over yet?" I asked my future self.

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I cleaned the knife of the crimson liquid that stained its blade.

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I started to hate hanging out with my friend, Leo because he always seemed so depressed, but recently, he's been happier, so I've been happier too.

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"Why did the chicken cross the road?"

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The burning sensation begins again and I know I'm about to cry.

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I just want to go to sleep.

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"I love you so much," my mother smiles, her eyes filling with light.

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As I stood in the kitchen, my hands shaking, I heard my mom ask me, "What's wrong?"

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
"No, sweetie, it's okay, you'll be okay," the mother said, watching one last tear of pain drip down her daughter's cheek.	313
I wait for my daughter to come out from school, watching the door to see who walks through.	274
"Is the worst part over yet?" I asked my future self.	268
I cleaned the knife of the crimson liquid that stained its blade.	227
I started to hate hanging out with my friend, Leo because he always seemed so depressed, but recently, he's been happier, so I've been happier too.	210
"Why did the chicken cross the road?"	174
The burning sensation begins again and I know I'm about to cry.	106
I just want to go to sleep.	84
"I love you so much," my mother smiles, her eyes filling with light.	63
As I stood in the kitchen, my hands shaking, I heard my mom ask me, "What's wrong?"	62