Dream About Summer Novels & Stories

It always feels like this small town of mine knows when it’s about to be the first day of summer, and I can't help but wonder, what now? What is next? Hhhph?... Watercolor loves adventure. children on bikes with ice cream dripping from their palms? New lovers and summer flings, kissing behind abandoned storage units and big, thousand-year-old rocks on the beach? Lost shoes after midnight benders and candy flipping, innocence washed away with the waves, never to be retrieved again...the list can go on for days, seventy-seven days to be exact. Maybe...just maybe. I wonder what this summer is going to be like with a killer on the loose.

I looked up, and under the shade of the trees, he stood quietly—tall and composed—but his face was hidden in shadow. It was summer, and the cicadas buzzed noisily in the background. It suddenly brought me back to the end of the video I had seen in the theater. He had been sitting there, hands clenched tightly together, saying, “Sadie, I want you to be happy.” Even now, I couldn’t forget those words. So, I answered him, “Because someone wants me to be happy.”

It was clear in the silent night. Summer gripped the phone. "Where are you going?" "I don't know yet. I'm going to the airport. I'll take a flight at random." Summer was heartbroken. "You're crazy!" "Summer, I'm not. I've always wanted to take a trip. If I stay here, I'll go crazy. Going to a strange city, seeing strange scenery, and making new friends can make me happy. Don't keep me here. I'll be depressed. You don't want to see me like this, do you? "

And who loved listening to me read my books out loud. As summer got closer and closer to the ending he started drifting away. It surprised me a little bit but I brushed it off. It was the last day of summer when I realized it wouldn't work. Nathan had taken me to star gazing. We sat in the back of his truck gazing up at the stars. I was cuddled into his side like usual when I asked. "Are we going to tell our friends about our relationship? I know you wanted it just between us during the summer but schools tomorrow."

"Brandon, why would you say that to me? I... if I was obsessed with Jay... I don't think I'd want him to be with anyone else. But in this time I've realized that you all are right, that I need to set him free, set him free to pursue his life and be happy with that special person. If I were obsessed I would have no love for him, but in my heart I feel so, so much love, so much that I will give him up. Forever. Sigh. -You're right. Forgive me. It's just that I'm a little... -Jealous? He laughs. -Sam," he ruffles my hair, "Worried is the word. Shall we go to the beach? It's a sunny day today, there are some people on the beach. Summer is near. -He stands up and holds out his hand to me. It was

Joana was in a dream world thinking of Maxwell and how they would sleep on the same bed with him. Emma started feeling hot after taking two glasses of red wine.

“By the way, Lou... do you have any plans today?” “Not sure yet, Ma. Why?” I replied, mouth half-full. Mama gave me a look. “I just think you should go out. Don’t you get bored staying home all day? It’s your summer break, Lou. You should be out making memories, not slowly turning into a houseplant.” I chukled. “Ma, I literally just went out yesterday, remember?” “Yeah, and where did you go? The coffee shop. You ate, came home, and that was it. That doesn’t count. Don’t you have plans with your friends?”

Kaidora's POV Warmth surrounds me when consciousness slowly creeps in, chasing away the remnants of restless dreams. My cheek rests against something firm and solid, rising and falling in a steady rhythm that feels oddly comforting. I keep my eyes closed, clinging to the last threads of sleep because waking up means facing everything I tried to escape last night. It means remembering Summer's cruel smile, the ring she dangled just out of reach, the garbage she threw at me like I was nothing.

But it kept doing it. I asked the doctor about it and he couldn’t explain it. He suggested that maybe Summer was dreaming, and that made a lot of sense. She’s been doing a lot of that lately. But to be stuck in a dream like this, it must be torture for her. All I could do was pray to the Moon Goddess that she was going to wake up. When Enzo got back to the hospital with a box under his arm we went to the conference room and he started pulling out files.

Caleb and Tucker scowled. Exasperated, Arthur yelled at my back, “Naomi, don’t bother coming back if you walk out the door today!” I nodded and blissfully disappeared into the night. ‘Mom, I’m taking your dream and living my own life now.’ … It was nearly midnight by the time I reached the dorms. I briefly unpacked my things and set a photo of my mother by the bed. The phone in my pocket kept buzzing with notifications. I pulled it out for a look. I had dozens of missed calls from Arthur, Caleb, Tucker, and Rhys.