Novel & Cerita Chasing The Dreams

She sighed. "That's when I know that I will have to give you a choice. Will you help him pull through? and also help yourself up. I know you're a strong-willed woman Nicolette. I know you can survive this. You have, Regan, Ian, and myself and now you can have Brenton also. That is if you could pull yourself up and help him." She hugged me and leave me to my thoughts as she drank her coffee, and waited for my decision. I glanced at my parent's picture above the mantle. I could see their happiness. The happiness I was chasing and failed with Collin. The happiness that made me scared to move on.

Flames! I'm in a car. I'm not little. I'm my big self, watching my little self crying for my grandparents that are locked up in flames inside the car. How I got out is still a miracle to me. I'm standing, watching, helpless. There's nothing I can do. I try to move. Try not to hold the little boy that's crying, and comfort him, but I can't. Then there's that voice. A females voice that I've been hearing in my nightmares

Chasing it tonight, doubts are runnin' 'round her head He's waitin', hides behind a cigarette Heart is beatin' loud and she doesn't want it to stop Movin' too fast, moon is lightin' up her skin She's fallin', doesn't even know it yet Havin' no regrets is all that she really wants We're only gettin' older, baby And I've been thinkin' about it lately Does it ever drive you crazy Just how fast the night changes? Everything that you've ever dreamed of Disappearing when you wake up

Gravity shows them the way. I need a trick like that, submerged in something dark and dangerous, and I don't know if I'm escaping or burying myself deeper. So, I'm an accidental casualty—collateral damage. My dreams are real. As real as dreams can be. I see people falling from windows—drinking poisons. People are chasing me. It is the same dream as always, but I never know who they are. And I wake at the exact moment, as I'm falling. I call Blanche again. She picks up on a second ring.

Strapped down to a chair and forced to take something that only made the voices so much powerful when they would creep in. "Well good choice. Though I heard the Finish are very exciting". She said nodding as if in understanding in a jovial tone. This girl is just doing everything to make me want to smile. "You do know Finland is like the centre of electronic music not to mention they've got amazing clubs", I said pointed of factly in attempt to remove that smile off her face that tempted me to smile too. "Yeah smartass burst my little bubble, go on", she pointed out and I couldn't help but burst out a chuckle. "You're a funny girl, I said standing up from where I sat, she followed my movemen

‘’Morning ‘’ I heard a loud voice say as a sharp ray of sunlight hits my face and , opening my eyes immediately The harsh light hit my eyes roughly as Lydia tilted her head to the side and said to me ‘’How long have you been sleeping? You promised to go shopping with me today remember ‘’ I wasn’t paying any attention to what she was saying as I looked around the room realizing it was all just a dream I let out a sigh of frustration, it’s been the fifth time this week since I’ve been having dreams like this about Xavier and it’s keeps getting worst every night. ‘’Are you listening?’’

I was kind of freaking out a little. Last night I had a dream that wouldn't leave my head. It was of James and I chasing after a cute, dark-haired little boy. My mom was there, sober, and his parents were there. It was almost perfect. And it was dumb. The dumbest dream I had ever had because I knew it could never happen.

I make sure to put everything exactly where it already is because I don’t want to move or disturb anything Alexei has placed. But the urge to cry is so strong that I have to stop from time to time, Gripping the back of a chair and pressing my eyes shu, I try t to keep the tears from falling. I exhale slowly through my mouth, trying to steady myself whenever they threaten to spill over. Last night I had the same dream again, chasing a shadow, begging it not to leave me. I never catch it. I never see the face. Just like in real life, I’m chasing something that isn’t mine to have.

"I thought you were in pain, Mom." I hugged my son back, bringing him deeper into my embrace, and caressing his back just like Wyatt's mother did to me in my dream. "No, honey. It was just a sad and happy dream." "Sad and happy dream?" Austin tilted his head up at my strange definition. "Yes. I met someone I miss so much that I was happy and sad at the same time." I tried to explain, although I wasn't sure my son would understand. "Then why did you cry if it was a happy dream?"

He suggested and I nodded. “I’m love struck man! I’m fucking in love! With the woman of my dreams! I can’t get her out of my mind, she’s always there, her scent lingers everywhere… Do you know what that means?” I asked and he shook his head negatively, staring at me without a word and I chuckled. “It means she’s the one for me! She’s the one I’ve been waiting for my whole life…” I explained, my face glowing with excitement and he burst into laughter.