Daycare Nightmare Novels & Stories

Jess sat up right and once more it was pitch black, that’s when jess understood what this was. “My nightmares.” Jess whispered, her voiced echoed in the darkness, but it was as if Jess had just said the key for everything to explode. Every single one of her bad memories, jumped out of the dark, young Jess sitting with her dead mother, trying to clean her wound, hoping she will wake up if Jess just keeps pressure on it. Her Father chasing her, beating her, screaming at her. Her beast tormenting her once again. All the Jess’s, the young ones or the older ones, each one of them that cried out in pain as they were being cut, burned or beaten, each Jess that was ever told how she should just die,

Thank you so much for reading "Broken Nightmare"! The second book will be out in about April of 2021 and I can't wait to share it with you. Here is a sneak-peek so you can take a look! Chapter 1 I woke slowly with my head pounding, feeling very disoriented. It was pitch black in my room as I opened my eyes. I reached over to turn my bedroom lamp on, but felt nothing. Where was my lamp? And then it all came back flooding to me. Liam kidnapped. Claire and the pack missing. The imprint.

Daddy drops his brown bottle on the floor and it breaks. Brown stuff spills out and mommy shouts at daddy for spilling it. Daddy yells at mommy and throws a chair at the wall. Mommy cries out to me and tells me to go to my room. Daddy starts to hit mommy, again, and again, and again. Mommy is crying loud now. Daddy won't stop... I woke up from a nightmare and felt my forehead. It was wet and my entire back was covered in sweat. I felt grimy and gross. I swung my legs over the bed and looked at the clock on my bedside table.

I try to get up but I can’t move. “They are all missing! Not a single one left. All the staff..” He says with a shaky voice. “They are all dead.” The dread I was feeling was worse. “All the kids?” I whispered. “Yes. Daycare through twelfth grade. Gone. I see tire tracks but nothing else. There must have been a spy inside the school.” I feel a hand on my shoulder bringing me out of the mind link. I look up and see Dev with tears glistening in his eyes. We both look up as we hear the door to the operating room open. The doctor walks out and to us.

I doubted my sanity would remain intact if I were to be left on my own. We all sat in the cozy living room, surrounded by plush cushions and soft blankets. My three best friends; Layla, Janelle, and Sofia, as well as Alyssa, my sister-in-law, flanked me on the large couch, while Alfredo and Alvida, my parents-in-law, sat on a couch opposite ours. The room was bathed in the warm, afternoon sunlight, but no amount of light could erase the darkness that still clung to my very being. I took a deep breath and looked at them, my voice shaky as I spoke. "I've been having these recurring nightmares,"

They did everything together and cuddled in her bed whenever she was lonely or sad . Every time they were together, Juana felt good, but she couldn't hide the fact that her greatest fear was losing her. That is why she was especially scared about the nightmare she had, two weeks to her thirteenth birthday because she thought it might involve her mom

Enough of the long story,my name is Natasha Gabriel, I'm 18 and very pretty with a body to die for. Back to the situation on ground,I dragged the only belonging I have managed to get although my 18 years on earth. I dragged them through the lone road leading to my work place,a restaurant where I worked as a waitress. I just hope Miss Lauretta let me pass the night.Today is gonna be a long night.... . .

What was even worse was that I wasn't being controlled like the others were. The Nightmare Master came to me with a deal, saying if I gave him a couple of younger kids, then I could have a place for all the kids that live on the street to live. I should have said no, but I was sick and tired of me and the people I care about fighting for our lives every day. I was also sick and tired of some people living the fight another day and some not. I told myself it was for the greater good. A couple of kids sacrificed for a lot of them.

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

“Mommy, did Mel have a nightmare again?” Alden stood in the room’s doorway, and his face was mostly shrouded in darkness. Adina covered Melody with the blanket before she walked out of the room and softly said, “She hasn’t had a nightmare in over a year. Did something happen in preschool today?” Two years ago when Melody had just turned two, it also happened to be Adina’s busiest time at work. Therefore, she sent the two kids to a child care center, but the teacher in that center did not have the slightest professional ethics.