Novel & Cerita Any Resemblance To Reality Is Pure Coincidence

And then. Thud! She woke up sweating and breathing heavily. She observed her surrounding before taking a sigh of relief. It was a nightmare, again! But what's the gurantee it won't be a nightmare the next time? She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. ••••••••••

Seeing Arthur's reaction was so flat, Alex and Adam tried to regain their composure. "Ahem. If this is true. Isn't that amazing? What percentage of people can dream the same thing at once?" His scientific brain back to work. Adam shook his hand. "Zero. Almost nothing. Maybe some people can dream of the same activity, but not related to each other." Alex scowled. "Is that more important than the fact that something strange has happened here?" Adam covered his mouth. Oh, right. "Where's that?" Arthur put down his glass and looked at Alex. "Where's the script?"

Have I ever crossed my line in regards to touching you? Sally was breaking in tears hearing his pin pricking words. Sally: Was I so wrong to agree to you spending night with me? Elliot: But you know me, I can never do it for real with you. Didn’t you know? I’m darkness phobic. That’s when it struck that something was fishy and at that same moment, Elliot too could resonate, a sense of plot. Elliot and Sally: Someone tricked us!

* As far as I know now and what I've gotten to understand about this world was that everyone I knew was the exact opposite of what they were in my reality, or to be more specific, what I had wished they would be, in other words creating my perfect world. Not trying to sound funny at all but everything kinda feels like one of those optical illusion thingys from Naruto me and my Zack back home used to watch... What's it's called again.... Ehn... Genjutsu...right?

I am trying to hold my consciousness until I heard the doctor's reply. "She's your mother, Mrs. Arison." Huh? My mother? I was so weak that I couldn't keep my eyes open. Later on that moment, my vision blackout. Note: This book contains violence, sexual harassment, or mature content. You have been warned by the author. Thus, the characters in this story are all from the author's imagination. So, I welcome you all to the roller coaster ride, come and join me in uncovering what's behind! Happy reading 💫

Well, there were a thousand passersby but no one looked like they owned that voice. But God, it felt so real. Like Stacie had just been in the coffee shop. Or was it just imagination? Arthur was perplexed. How long was he gonna run through doors chasing after any voice that sounded similar to Stacie's? “How much longer?!“ Arthur yelled in agony, going on his knees. He was weak. Tired. Broken.

The one which she had ended her life before she even thought of living. But they were vague because she was slowly sinking deep into her reality. Reality was something of the present. And for all she knew, it was relative. Something verified to exist. Not influenced by wishes or hope, dreams, beliefs, illusions or even imaginations. "What?! Cat got your tongue this time around huh?!" Zaria scorned.

Liam turned to his other self, insisting, pulling him to his side. “But we make this,” Liam said. “Whether this world would become real or not, this won’t be our real family.” “Why can’t you understand? They are completely the same.” “They are not,” Liam said to himself. “They might have the same name, the same experience, the same characteristic, and would make the same decision, but they are just a copy.” “Why are you refusing such an obvious answer?” “And why are you claiming we can make such a world happen when we already have the real one?” Liam questioned.

Not knowing what else to do I walk over to Adam who was standing in the Conner of the room with his arms crossed. "So...Whats going on here?" "At this point I don't know. Most of these kids are new and inexperienced to the felling of sexual desire. Their hormones are on a whole other level." He stares at them in amazement "can you imagine if we had this kind of energy when we were there age. We wouldn't have gotten anything done." I look at him and laugh "true, true. Yet, from what I can remember we were very good at multitasking." We both laughed "yes that's true" Adam said between laughs.

my voice quavered. Janus exhaled, leaning against the back of the chair again. “There is no reality.” I looked at Janus, confused. “What do you mean?” “My dead family is a reality for me, but not for others. They don’t see them, they don’t hear them. Meanwhile, your dreams, your nightmares are a dimensional reality for you, but not for me. Because I don’t see or hear them. So, what exactly is the reality? This world? This society? What if you are dead and this world you see is an illusion your mind has created to make you feel as if you are alive?”