I'm not really sure about their exact ages. But often in such stories, the ages of the characters play a crucial role in shaping the plot and the emotions involved. Maybe the boy is a bit older or younger than the 15-year-old girl.
I have no clue. The author might have focused on other aspects rather than specifying the age.
I have no idea. The story didn't mention his age.
I don't have a definite answer. The story could have the sad boy be of any age. It could be a young child or a pre-teen. Without more context, it's impossible to know for sure.
The ages of the boy and the girl in the sad story could be anything. It depends on how the author chose to describe or not describe their ages.
It really depends. Different people might experience sad stories at various ages.
Marilyn Monroe is a key figure. Her story is full of sadness. She was used by the Hollywood system and had a hard time in her personal relationships. Then there's Charlie Chaplin. He had his own set of problems, including issues with the authorities over his political views which led to him being exiled from the US at one point.
Once there was an old man. He used to live alone in a small, dilapidated house. His children had moved to the city long ago and rarely visited him. Every day, he would sit by the window, looking out at the empty street, waiting for someone to come. He had so many memories but no one to share them with. His only companion was an old dog that was also getting weak with age. It was a truly sad existence of loneliness and longing for family.
The ages of the characters in the last story can vary widely. It could range from teenagers to elderly individuals, depending on the plot and the author's intention.
To write a really sad story, start with a character facing a profound loss or heartbreak. Build up the emotions gradually, describe the details of their pain, and show how it affects their life.
Once there was an old man. He lived alone in a small, dilapidated house. His children had all moved away and rarely visited him. He spent his days sitting on his creaky porch, looking at the empty street, reminiscing about the days when his family was around and his life was full of laughter. He felt so lonely and sad, with only his memories to keep him company.