Before I Lay Me Down To Sleep Novels & Stories

I turn my night lamp on and the lights out before lying back again and pulling the covers up, shifting to my side and curling up, waiting for sleep. Tomorrow won't be that bad. Maybe it's actually time for new beginnings.

𝖨 sighed before I moved from my position and laid down on my bed. Pulling the covers over me until it reached my chin. 𝖲𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 blankly at the wall and I didn't know when, but I fell asleep with the wind softly blowing through my window. 🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃

I sighed. “You fix this, heading to the room,” I said, teleporting to my bed. I laid down, stretching my back. “Some peace and quiet, just what a queen needs,” I said, drifting into a deep slumber.

We had our clothes and some mementos from the few times we had splurged to go skiing. When we were finished for the night we decided to get some rest, because it would be a busy morning. I laid in my bed thinking of all the things I have learned today and all the things yet to come. I couldn’t sleep, I was wide awake. So what do I do when I can’t sleep? I start singing ‘Just Lose It' by Eminem and of course the guys jump right in with me at “Alright, stop! Pajama time.” Of course we all laugh and joke around for a few more minutes until we are finally able to sleep.

His voice, low and comforting, was the last thing I heard before sleep claimed me. “Goodnight, Jade. You’ll love the surprise.”

I used to miss every single moment of this, and it’s surreal to think that I’m right here reaping every single dosage of it. “Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you. Deeper than ever before.” I sighed, giving his head a gentle pat. I laid beside him for a while, and I just can’t fall asleep this fucking early. It’s just nine-thirty, and I usually go to bed at eleven.

I have to make the most of this opportunity, I can't mess it up. I let out a sigh and lie down on the bed, closing my eyes. The exhaustion of the past few days finally catches up to me, and I drift off to sleep. The last thing I remember is the feeling of warmth and safety enveloping me, and for the first time in a long time, I feel like everything might be okay.

He said. "I don’t care." He pulled the cover off and laid down, placing the cover back over us. "Go to sleep, my Moon."

I wince when I say it, hating how whiney and needy it sounds, but it’s too late to take it back now. “Have a good night Izzy.” and before he has time to say it back I hang the phone up, put it on do not disturb mode and curl up in my bed. Trying to think of only happy thoughts, I close my eyes and say a quick prayer that I actually can get a decent amount of sleep with no nightmares tonight.

Let me ask you, Did you experience waking up in the middle of the night? Was it because of a nightmare? From falling? Or A dream of dying? Without hesitation, tonight, she would surely make herself aware of the truth.